The Preakness, the second in the Triple Crown Series, is this Saturday, so it’s time to start formulating a strategy. I took a look at the nine horse field (only three Derby horses, including the winner Barbaro are in there) this morning.
My eye immediately fell on the number 3 horse, Hemmingway’s Key at 30-1. […]
Michael Dukakis in Brookline, MA, near Longwoods, stopping traffic so that he could run into the middle of the street and pick up a piece of trash. This sighting, called in from Boston, brings to at least four the number of Democratic Presdiential candidates that have been rendered insane in the last 30 or so […]
The following piece was written Tuesday night, in a post-deadline haze. I read it this morning half expecting it to be incomprehensible, but I’ll stand by it. The sun peaked out today, briefly, but from where I sit, it appears cloudy again. I have tomorrow off and hope to sit on my roof and […]
I am a sick man. There is something terrible happening in my insides. I won’t go into detail (I’ve been telling the women on Craigslist about this site and I don’t want them to get the wrong idea, at least not until I get a date to next Friday’s Yankee game). I’ll say this: Constant […]
I’ve been deluged with angry and derisive e-mails since I published an essay about spring cleaning Monday. There were the standard: “You’re gay Martinelli, get a tin can,” diatribes but I expect those and as a renaissance man I also except to be misunderstood by feeble-minded homophobes.
The derision of these types gives me strength, […]
Today is Sunday, April 30, a good seven months since the last post. I apologize for the delay, which I guess, was unavoidable. It just wasn’t happening and while I was never content to sit idly by and wallow in my inactivity there are times when breaks needs to taken, or in this case, when […]
Sunday got off to a fairly auspicious start. As I pulled up across the street from my apartment, I noticed a white plastic bag on the sidewalk in front of my door. I turned off the engine and removed my sunglasses. Two white, furry legs were protruding from the open side of the bag. It […]