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  • "Bar Talk" (pt 3 of 3)
    on Dec 13, 2008
    Harbor House Hotel, Salt Spring Island, 1996Anu's girlfriend arrives, Ivana, a real sweetie, young and cute as all get out. Her red-headed pretty girlfriend Zoe in tow with Devon a cousin of one of the island’s more prominent families, fresh from t
  • "Bar Talk" (pt 1 of 3)
    on Dec 11, 2008
    Harbour House Hotel, Salt Spring Island, 1996"Just shut up already, get on with your life."His candor I admired, even appreciated, although I kind of felt like just popping the son-of-a-bitch in the mouth because I'm so sick of the simple a
  • Eye of the Beholder (Pt 3 of 3)
    on Nov 30, 2008
    The party raged well into the evening. Leanne and I talked about lots of things, but the story of the portrait wasn’t among them. I sensed that wasn’t something she really didn’t want to explore too much.Besides, the evening became a parade of...
  • Eye of the Beholder (Pt 2 of 3)
    on Nov 29, 2008
    The house was an old Victorian, well past its prime. Once the home of some turn-of-the-century aris­tocrat, or maybe an industrialist tycoon, it was now just a beat, weathered old palace with dozens and dozens of anti­quated rooms, sitting tucked a...
  • Eye of the Beholder (Pt 1 of 3)
    on Nov 27, 2008
    To be pursued is an awful feeling. To have something nipping at your heels is pure dread. For many, life is spent looking over their shoulder. Like it or not, know it or not, there is always something back there. For some the menace reveals itself h...
  • Aisle D
    on Nov 19, 2008
    Once a week or so I make my way down to the local bookstore. I wish I could say it was a small, quaint, sort of traditional, independent bookseller, but it’s not. Truth is I frequent a mega franchise bookstore, impersonally huge, with a chain-store...
  • Zyzzyx Fly By
    on Nov 17, 2008
    Mojave Desert, California, 1981He was quite possibly the most downtrodden human being I’d ever seen. This homeless Berkeley hippie-kid was a regular at Bay Area Grateful Dead concerts and related events. He would hang around the venue and sometimes...
  • The Saint of Westwood
    on Nov 13, 2008
    Los Angeles, California, August 1978It was a typical crowded Westwood Saturday night of jammed sidewalks. The fashionable village, only a few blocks wide in either direction, was mostly made up of book stores and restaurants, clothing stores and movi...
  • "La Tuna Canyon" (Pt 2 of 2)
    on Nov 12, 2008
    Van Nuys, July, 1980Flores introduced me to Fred as we drove off. He seemed cordial. I looked at Flores."I thought you said he had the weed?""Relax" was his rather typical reply.Within seconds we were back on another freeway."How
  • "Bar Talk" (pt 2 of 3)
    on Nov 10, 2008
    Harbour House Hotel, Salt Spring Island, 1996"Yeah, whatever, he's probably got his demons too...but what about tonight? What are you doing?" I ask."Ivana (his girlfriend) is supposed to be here for Karaoke" says Anu.Terror hits m
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