Reunited

A small cottage, an attic apartment, on the first cold morning of the year. A drawer opens. Long underwear: Oh, good morning. Yibbet: Hi. LU: You wanna…? Y: Yeah. Ugh. LU: It’s been so long. I don’t think I’ve seen you since…. Y: Long time. Yep. LU: Maybe March? Or did we get together in […]

Turman’s Top Ten Dark Rides, Part 1

Spook-a-rama, Coney Island: When I rode on this a couple of summers ago, I was so thrilled I smiled all day. This is the lamest, most glorious thing. Ancient tracks and ride vehicles that make you feel like it’s 1945, and a ride through the crummiest Halloween robots flailing around pathetically. Still, I screamed the […]

Notes from the Occupation

What is it? The 99% Occupy thing consists of: hippies (wearing sandals, playing catch), libertarians (fun to drink with, but rather standoffish), conspiracy theorists (shiver), lefties who finally have some people to hang with and satisfy their collectivist longings (cute), union folk (with their union ball caps), and a lot of dogs. The dogs seemed […]

Illusions

I have to forgive the trees every fall. It’s okay. I know. You can’t help it. Now I can even work on being excited for them. Hey, next step! Transform! Let’s move on! These are not sentiments that come easily to me. I love deciduous trees. I love the fluttering of their leaves, and […]