Monthly Archives: January 2009

Very Vague Dispatch from L.A. – #6

Posted on January 15, 2009 by Neil

Today, I went to a cafe for lunch, hoping to cheer myself up. I ordered a chinese chicken salad and coffee. This cafe has a cute gimmick. They print a scrambled word on the bottom of the “special menu” each … Continue reading →

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Very Vague Dispatch from L.A. – #5

Posted on January 15, 2009 by Neil

Welcome to the Hotel California.

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Very Vague Dispatch from L.A. — #4

Posted on January 13, 2009 by Neil

Possible Position Soon Available:   Rebound Woman Wanted:   Attractive,  educated, and good-humored woman who wears glasses, but takes them off in a sexy manner, who enjoys watching Flight of the Conchords and classic James Stewart movies, being felt up while … Continue reading →

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Very Vague Dispatch from L.A. – #3

Posted on January 12, 2009 by Neil

I found this actual “Depression Test” online.    Here are my answers, and the result. Q: Do you feel sad or irritable?  Yes. Q: Have you lost interest in activities once enjoyed?  Yes. Q: Have you experienced changes in weight or … Continue reading →

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Very Vague Dispatch from L.A. – #2

Posted on January 10, 2009 by Neil

Going out for breakfast does not solve the world’s problems, but it is more difficult to blame each other when the opposing sides have French toast in their mouths.

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Very Vague Dispatch from L.A. – #1

Posted on January 9, 2009 by Neil

“I love you.” “I love you.” “Let’s get married.” “I have a better idea. Let’s walk into the middle of a highway, hand in hand, waiting for a eighteen-wheeler to run us over!”

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“Last” – The Conclusion

Posted on January 5, 2009 by Neil

“Last” – Part One Part Two William looked for his keys in the usual places, under the couch, on the kitchen table, in the side pocket of the red cardigan sweater that he wore during his long walks on Sunday … Continue reading →

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Last

Posted on January 2, 2009 by Neil

William Zweig was always last.  In elementary school, his teachers always called his name last. “…and finally… William Z. Zweig.  Last but not least,” said Miss Donavan, his second grade teacher, trying to give him a boost of moral. This … Continue reading →

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