by robert | May 20, 2013 | Article, Santa Fe Reporter
“Dude, I got a line on some liquid Nag Champa. Have to call you back,” my brother Eddie screamed over the phone. I’d wanted to check in with him before I started school after a two-week spring break. “Where are you?” I asked, having no idea what Nag Champa was or why...
by robert | Mar 6, 2013 | Article, Santa Fe Reporter
I’ve never been one for trampolines. My father drilled it into his four boys that the acrobat’s terra not-so-firma ended up more often in compound fractures than the free feeling of being able to fly. Before we went to a friend’s whose parents were either too drunk or...
by robert | Mar 6, 2013 | Article, Santa Fe Reporter
1. My mother would have turned 82 on Feb. 1. She died at 52 on a rented hospital bed in our dining room in Connecticut. 2. As I write this, friends and family are gathering at the Sky Rink in Chelsea Piers in New York City to remember my college friend Brian who...
by robert | Dec 5, 2012 | Article, Santa Fe Reporter
My friend Larry was trying to explain. “It’s like I’m Rodney Dangerfield in Back to School,” he said, “only without the money.” We were sitting around our friends’ and former professors’ kitchen table, watching dogs and kids and Legos mix it up on the floor while...
by robert | Nov 15, 2012 | Article, Santa Fe Reporter
Dani: Saturday, Oct. 20, 2:13 am I’m dancing with my friends in Taylor’s living room, singing along with Stevie Wonder, and delighting in the smell of Topanga Canyon wafting through the windows. Dani: Saturday, 4:07 am We’re huddled together on the futon, trying to...
