Posts Tagged neighborhood
Give Me A Break
on July 3, 2011 by alchemystic in American Downbeat, American Upbeat, Depression Cookbook, keg party, Comments Off
I’ve got it pretty good, don’t be confused by any sense you have of me whining, its just my bleeding heart. I guess you’d just see a crusty old man, […]
Bucket Science
on May 12, 2010 by alchemystic in American Downbeat, American Upbeat, Depression Cookbook, Rim Shot, keg party, Comments Off
Only silence from me, the Gulf Oil is Golden, nothing upbeat going on out here in the underground, nothing to do but watch, as another American Way of Life begins […]
Once On A Blue Moon!
on January 3, 2010 by alchemystic in American Upbeat, Comments (1)
I’ll have to say, the build up to one of these rare events, this Blue Moon, on the eve of a fresh decade, was inspiring, in and of its self! […]
Egg Plant Empress
on November 22, 2009 by alchemystic in American Upbeat, Rim Shot, Comments Off
Hey Rocky, were not at Third and Indiana anymore, I don’t see any bindels, any crack vials, in the back alleys anymore, any around my neighborhood, around town, thinking about […]
Who Cares?
on November 3, 2009 by alchemystic in American Upbeat, Comments (1)
Its football season anyhow, Eagles number one baby! How much of this matters anyhow, soon we all will be hit with the reality of our situation, that totals for the […]
Entertainment!
on October 31, 2009 by alchemystic in American Upbeat, Comments (3)
Don’t know which I liked more, the pop up catch on the mound, or the behind the back ball handling of Cliff Lee. Sure would be nice if CC and […]
The Gambling Monk
on October 11, 2009 by alchemystic in American Upbeat, Comments (1)
In Venice, the second most traveled tourist stop in Southern California, business was off. It was just after 9/11, a section of the Boardwalk, (actually concrete) starting at Horizon, continuing […]
Where Does All the Money Go?
on July 30, 2009 by alchemystic in American Downbeat, American Upbeat, Rim Shot, Comments (1)
My neighbor, last week while working on some tile, nicked his hand with a razor knife. To hear him tell it, sort of a borderline injury, he thought to get […]