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Cannery Row

Cannery Row

“Cannery Row in Monterrey in California is a poem, a stink, a grating noise, a quality of light, a tone, a habit, a nostalgia, a dream.” John St...
The Black Moth

The Black Moth

I have to laugh when I hear the code words the Tea Party braintrust bandies about.  “Loud Tribesman” was Newt  Gingrich’s latest euphemism for t...
The Archer

The Archer

I have so much fun making the White Canary Samurai Chicks that I may make my own little army of them.  They are kind of based on the teenage gir...
Blues for Jumbo Cummings

Blues for Jumbo Cummings

Jumbo Cummings was a hard-luck guy.  He’d done 12 years on a murder beef in Joliet when, in the late ’70s, he rose to some prominence as a heavy...
The Star Fish

The Star Fish

I’m a mile and a half above sea-level in Snowmass, Colorado, about five miles from Aspen; home of much Botox, spray-on tans and cut-rate tit-jobs...
The Soul Rebel

The Soul Rebel

As a kid I remember the sound of America changing; the assassination of Dr. King and the back drop of the anti-war and civil rights movements ra...
The Tool

The Tool

On  occasion, in life, one meets the irredeemable shithead. The asshole’s asshole. The ass-hat who cannot find his better self. The slack-jawed ...
The White Gator

The White Gator

There is an old folk truism about baby alligators. The story goes that all kinds of dangers befall baby alligators.  Big fish eat them.  Snappin...
The Red Cat

The Red Cat

When I first got there, it seemed everyone around me was a lot freer than I was, as odd as that sounds.  It was a crazily sexy place with gro...
The Witness

The Witness

Youth is tyranny.  Youth is cruel.  I certainly was.  As a kid, we would often hang unflattering nicknames on each other, often in relation to s...
The Devil and Western Avenue

The Devil and Western Avenue

There is an underground industry in Chicago known as the “Midnight Auto.”  Those working and trafficking in this part of the auto industry, deal...
Bucktown All-Star (Goat Man)

Bucktown All-Star (Goat Man)

My neighborhood, Bucktown, is named for goats;  male goats, specifically.  Four or five decades ago, this neighborhood was almost exclusively Uk...