Tag Archives: Alexander Technique

A Conversation In Norwalk

Friday. 12:30 pm. I’m hanging out at a Starbucks on Pioneer and Firestone in Norwalk. I’ve drunk several iced green teas and I’m feeling good for the first time in a month. Outside, the LA County Sheriff’s department has blocked … Continue reading

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He Says/She Says

8:30 am. She’s driving to work.  "Honey, you forgot to leave money on the table last night." "Hey," he says, "women should pay me for ***." "Though that’s probably the most degrading thing for a woman," she says, "I would … Continue reading

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The Odor

"I’ve got everything," he said to her. "I’ve got a weirdly comfortable bed. I’ve got chocolate almond milk. I’ve got a big bag of parsley in the frig. I’ve got a candle going for the Maccabee children." "What?" she said. … Continue reading

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Despite Swollen Knee, Brave Blogger Still Declares Himself 100%

I injured my right knee racing across Pico Blvd in 2002 after a first date with a girl at Milk n Honey. We were driving separately to that great theater on Sunset Blvd, the Arclight. Ever since then, my knee … Continue reading

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Dinner With My Best Friend From High School

Shannon shows up at 8:20 pm, twenty minutes late. I met him in the fall of 1982. We lived a mile from each other, a mile outside of Auburn, CA. I used to get rides to school with him. Shannon … Continue reading

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