The Thing From Bloggy Swamp
- Boston, Massachusetts, US of A
- September 28
- . . . is the author of over fifty books--some with paper!--available on amazon.com and elsewhere.
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Rapper Curtis Jackson, a/k/a “50 Cent,” will collaborate with a team of writers on a series of novels about life as a youth on the streets.
The Rapper in the Rye (Paperback)
by 50 Cent and J.D. Salinger
(63 customer reviews)
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Ready to roll!
Another day, another round of potentially deadly sex toys to defuse for me–Fedor Sergeyevich Mikhailovich–and my trusty sidekick Lev Vladim… Read full post »
NATICK, Mass. St. Rocco’s Parish here is a survivor in an area of the state where Catholic churches have been closing or consolidating, and it is attention to “congregant service” that makes the difference, says its pastor, Father Greg Zwibeck. “We try to have something for… Read full post »
It was one of those dinner parties where everyone had had a little too much to drink, and the conversation around the table had grown more . . . shall we say, spirited. Changes were being rung on the usual male-female antinomies–shopping, burping, etc.–when one of the wives went a little… Read full post »
MAYNARD, Mass. It’s Wednesday night at the Sitting Duck Pub, a biker bar in this Massachusetts town of 10,000. A reporter asks Darlene Rivers, a thirty-something woman in a tube top, whether anyone is sitting on the empty bar stool next to her. “Not right now,” she says after blowin… Read full post »
In the annals of jazz there is no more strongly polarized musician than Sidney Bechet. A Creole–that is, a descendant of mixed European and African heritage–he came from a class that considered itself superior to pure descendants of African slaves, and yet despite his superior education a… Read full post »
When I was a lad of twenty or so
Hanging around the house, detached,
My mother would ask me why I didn’t go
Out with nice girls in town, unattached.
“Like who?” I asked with a skeptical note
and a voice that resembled a bark;
“Someone you know,” she said and I quote:
&… Read full post »
CHICAGO. It was, Alicia Fahrquahr now admits, a cringe-inducing moment. “I picked up a ‘Daddy’s Little Lawyer’ onesie for Mikey without even thinking about it,” she says with a look of embarrassment on her face as she cradles her six-month old son in her arms. “Whe… Read full post »
JAFFREY, New Hampshire. Beverly Huber thought she was ready for a spring climb up New Hampshire’s Mt. Monadnock by the White Dot trail, the steepest ascent to the summit, after a year spent hiking and training on easier peaks. “I guess there’s nothing like the real thing,” she… Read full post »
The teenage years are the most trying and troubling time of our lives, but remember–they’re only temporary! The Teen Talk lady talks to teens about their problems, without tattling.
Dear Teen Talk Lady:
I am seventeen and want to get a snake for a pet. My mom says no, even… Read full post »
WELLESLEY HILLS, Mass. In this affluent suburb of Boston where the median home price hovers around $1,000,000,”keeping up with the Joneses” can be a difficult task.
“You have the traditionalists, who sail and ski and play golf and tennis,” says Marci Upham, president o… Read full post »
NEWARK, Delaware. When Mahlon Grenier got the call telling him he was the winner of the American Philosophical Society’s undergraduate essay prize, he says he was as surprised as the next fellow. “In my apartment the next fellow is my roommate, so I didn’t think it was that big a de… Read full post »
FRAMINGHAM, Mass. Spring is the season that inspires poets and causes young men’s thoughts to turn to love, but in New England it is part rumor and part myth. “There is no spring here,” a British soldier wrote to his young wife during the Revolutionary War, “only a second wint… Read full post »
Friday morning. I’m standing at the elevator bank with other similarly-situated sweaty professionals, looking forward to June. It’s my sense that people start to get grumpier in the summer than is justified because every day you realize that someone you know is on vacation, relieved for t… Read full post »
Who can forget the shoes of springs past—
when girls took off galoshes and rubbers at last?
I was fond of the T-strap,
which came with the spring sap.
‘Twas worn by renewed girls both slow and quite fast,
and by quite a few the poet was sassed.
I also recall shoes called Mary Janes
worn… Read full post »
When Sidney Bechet got to thinking about Manuel
Perez, he said first that he was a much
better cornet player than Buddy Bolden;
not as good a showman, but sincere.
He stuck to his instrument while Buddy
did things that got him noticed,
stomping his foot, waving his hand.
Manuel didn’t make a… Read full post »
SOMERVILLE, Mass. Maggie Turbek had a moderately successful career in the historically unremunerative field of literature, with freelance magazine assignments that paid in the low four-figures, a ten-year run as an editor in New York and a first novel that sold nearly twenty thousand copies. “T… Read full post »
Don’t come ’round here looking for the fresh, clean, family-friendly content this site is known for this afternoon. I’m taking off at 3:30 to watch my kid pitch what may be the final start of his high school career. He will take the mound today with a 3-0 record and three… Read full post »
I’ve come to the Playboy Mansion on a mission of mercy. Hugh Hefner, my good buddy, has just lost two… Read full post »
Doretta taught eighth-grade English, and lived alone, a
from the school. She was “Miss” Hay to everyone, and
even though the boys never thought twice about it, the
girls in her classes knew that meant she was an Old Maid,
a figure on a card in a game that you didn’t want to end… Read full post »
When a boy considers his dad, and compares him to the fathers of other boys, an element of emulation unavoidably creeps into his thinking. A song by The Smothers Brothers, who had the same father, expresses this sentiment nicely.
“My old man’s a sailor–what do you think about that!… Read full post »
NORMAL, Illinois. Mary Louise van de Kamp and Letitia Ethridge would, at first glance, seem to have little in common. The van de Kamps are soybean farmers in downstate Illinois while the Ethridges live in tony Evanston, north of Chicago, where both husband and wife were white-collar professionals bef… Read full post »
In that spring there were three of them—
young men, foolish as they all are.
Two went the common way,
drunk in the front seat of a car. The only
consolation to any of us was that
they hadn’t killed anybody else,
just hit a tree or run off the road,
coming to a… Read full post »