I sip wine in Paris. I am celebrating.

1) Because I am in Paris.
2) It is almost my birthday (I believe in extended celebration.)
3) My humongous personal leap.

Hurrah! Hooray! Here is a story where I...

On a Paris sidewalk, a scarf seduces me. It tempts me from behind the window of a boutique, the size of a rich woman's closet. Just last night, in my Paris apartment -- swapped Paris apartment... one month, anyway, (three weeks left) -- a lucid thought sneaked into the pre-dream...

I saw Harvey Pekar, just a few months ago. He was speaking at Royce Hall, along with graphic novelist, Alison Bechdel. Alison preceded Harvey, her narrative, about her dysfunctional childhood, underscored by frames of her work, projected on a screen behind her. Later, she joined Harvey on stage... after his...

"How could that be possible? A year? No...can't be. Seems like it just happened."

That's what people say when I tell them: George Carlin died on June 22 -- a year ago.

A fact that is, indeed, hard to believe.

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