Me and my dad at Veterans Stadium. You get the idea.
From the monthly archives:
June 2011
“Summer Camp” conjures up carefree days, kids freed from the shackles of their parents, swimming in lakes, rowing canoes, hiking, riding nags, weaving friendship bracelets and singing campfire songs while gorging on s’mores and bug juice. Not so at Tampa Liberty Camp – aka Training Camp for a Future Generation of Hippies – where a few unlucky […]
This is the dress, Marcia’s dress for the school dance. I was pretty obsessed with the dress. The dress was white lace with black buttons, a short black skirt and a hot pink sash. The color combo was very modern millie. I had never seen anything like it, it was dreamy and mod. I […]
Dear Diary: I was dancing in the woods, with Miss Bonnie Andrews and the other girls. I wished for that witch Goody Sarah to burn in hell… Jacked up on her media-fueled bus tour promoting “Our Proud American Heritage and History” (the purported mission being to help Americans “appreciate the significance of our nation’s historic sites, […]
My cab driver from Philadelphia airport tonight was comically bitching about how NJ Governor Chris Christie – aka Fudgie the Fail Whale – and his wife cruised into town in a brand-new $12.5 million state police helicopter. Hypocrisy One, as we started to refer to it, is the governor’s state-funded personal helicopter, called upon to soar […]