Neil Kramer explores friendship, love, and sex, and the dangerous art of writing about it.
He lives in NYC. He can be contacted at neilochka on yahoo.
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Tag Archives: Flushing
As someone who grew up in Flushing, it was very exciting to go yesterday to the 50th Anniversary of the opening of the 1964 NYC World’s Fair. I went with my friend Barry, who I know since grade school. The … Continue reading
It’s a story worthy of King Solomon. My apartment complex consists of two buildings, the “A” building and the “B” building. Each one has eight floors, twenty apartments on each floor. Each building is identical. A few months ago, … Continue reading
“Please come to Walgreen’s with me and help me carry up a 24 pack of water on sale,” said my mother. “I’m busy,” I replied. For the first time in a long time, I wasn’t lying. I was finally out … Continue reading
There has been a lot of talk lately about CHANGE. Voting for Obama is for Change. Yom Kippur is this week — a time for change. Fall is about change. The leaves have already started to change colors in New … Continue reading
I don’t consider myself an atheist, but politicians talk too much about God. My main reason for voting Democratic is that there is so much religiosity to the Republicans. At least the Democrats like sex, even if it is with women … Continue reading
I know I promised that I wouldn’t blog this week. Please accept my apologies. There was just some excitement downstairs at the local supermarket, and I wanted to show my mother at work my “eyewitness account” — so I figured … Continue reading
Flushing Poem for Dana Guthrie Martin “Last stop! Last stop!” Flushing, what a name! Tiny women talking Mandarin in the rain Alone, I walk by A mural, Chinese art A cafe, a hooker A rusty shopping cart The downpour, the … Continue reading
Time travel is becoming a theme on this blog. Last week, I wrote about how Dockers was going to call me on July 22 to discuss my “free” flight on July 16. Today, I’m going to talk about my Queens … Continue reading
I wasn’t lying when I said I bought a web-cam. But maybe I shouldn’t tell you that I got it for 75% off at Radio Shack. Hey, that’s a great bargain! Even my mother said so. OK, so now what … Continue reading