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Dear Friends: Yeah, I used to address these letters to someone in particular, and I’ve totally been copping out lately. I can feel your scorn all the way over here, and you know what? I don’t care. You heard me. Wednesday Item One.Today, in the brief period between work and woodshop (the time which is normally occupied by the gym; ...

Dear Friends: Working in the outer-outer (read: superwhite) suburbs pisses me off on a regular basis, but today was the first day I thought I might actually have to kill to make things right. I was sitting, no, lounging at Starbucks today at lunch, reading my book, Empire Falls, which is taking me forever due to the fact that it’s ...

Me again. I think I’ve probably mentioned my really bad memory before, but I can’t recall. It used to bother me a lot that I have this sort of progressive amnesia in which anything over a week old tends to fade and blend into one event that I can’t really conjure up in any meaningful way. Not only do I ...

To the Luce Hostboy with the Attitude: I ran in tonight, all flush with the success of finding a parking spot right out front! of Pizza Luce! In the warehouse district! and took a look around the restaurant before heading back up front to get a table. You trailed me up to the podium, asking, as if I was clueless ...