I was 19 and living on the 22nd floor of a highrise dormitory at the University of Pennsylvania.  He was the brother of my friend Deb, a beautiful and troubled girl who would go on to a career of cocaine and, last I heard, singing while waiting on tables in Vail.… Read full post »

Leon, you were my first and you should have been my last. It's been all downhill since those days in your musty basement playing Mousetrap. I loved the way the basket came down and encased the errant rodent in its plastic grip. Safe in being trapped with the knowledge that this… Read full post »