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Fixin’ to Die Blues

Fi     Memphis Earlene says she’s been fixin’ to die ever since she was born.  Fixin’ to die is an important part of the blues lifestyle. “You should try it sometime,” she says. Is Fixin’ to Die anything like … Continue reading

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You Can’t Have the Blues In France

You can’t have the Blues in France.  Not even if you’re blind. You can’t have the Blues in France.  The language won’t let you. “Je reveillais ce matin” is French for “Woke up this morning”.  The accent falls on the … Continue reading

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I Hate Siri Blues, a Work in Progress

To Siri with Love, by Judith Newman is a heartwarming book. Siri is the best friend and etiquette teacher an autistic boy could have. I am not an autistic boy, and I hate Siri. Memphis Earlene and me, we’re hanging … Continue reading

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I Hate Siri Blues, a Work in Progress

To Siri with Love, by Judith Newman is a heartwarming book. Siri is the best friend and etiquette teacher an autistic boy could have. I am not an autistic boy, and I hate Siri. Memphis Earlene and me, we’re hanging … Continue reading

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Boomer Geezer Blues

Hanging out on the Virtual Verandah with Memphis Earlene and the gang, recuperating from Labor Day festivities, which involved Single Malt Scotch. Now I’m drinking penance–unsweetened cranberry juice. In a gesture of patriotism, Memphis Earlene has renounced White Russians and … Continue reading

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Civil Rights in the Bathroom Blues

I dreamed I was trapped in a Women’s Bathroom at a rest stop on I-95 with Caitlyn Jenner.  We’re washing up at adjoining sinks, our faces reflected in the mirror. Bright and chatty, reveling in her still new identity, she … Continue reading

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More Angry White Guys with Guns Blues

Memphis Earlene and me on the Virtual Veranda reading the New York Times and the Washington Post. Memphis Earlene sips Southern Comfort while I rant. She takes mendacity in high places for granted. I’m always surprised. It was the Washington … Continue reading

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Birthday Blues

  April 20……..Hitler’s birthday. Mine as well. I’m in a Doctors waiting room in Amherst Virginia, been here for two hours, FOX NEWS on the TV. Springtime for Hitler doesn’t feel so much like a joke. I got a tick … Continue reading

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Cannibis Candyman Blues

Poor Maureen Dowd, but how could she have known?        She hadn’t spent the early Eighties being a weekend hippie like I did.   But smoking is so hard on the lungs if you inhale. Walter White, meet Betty Crocker. … Continue reading

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Dead Cat Blues

Memphis Earlene doesn’t ‘get’ cats, thinks they’re a trivial pursuit. Grand passions, the seductive call of self-destruction and substance abuse,  feeling like a motherless child? That’s  Blues territory. Cats don’t get the blues.  They give them. They tear up your … Continue reading

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