Tuesday, March 27, 2007




The first thing I overheard in line at the extremely busy Leisure World Starbucks this morning was how some guy's brother-in-law worked as a poll watcher for years and learned firsthand how many dead people come out to vote. The next guy said the Kennedy-Nixon race was won by dead people.

The tone these things were said in is hard to explain. Humorous compassion for the dead? Trying hard not to be one of them? And to make it look easy?

Nah...not quite.

If nothing else, the morning regulars at the Leisure World Starbucks show the fuck up. I sense they'd call any other way of being candyass, college kid, something like that.

If anyone's wondering where the next Orange County open mike should be, this is it. (And it should be a morning one.)

This is actually a really good idea. Please, someone, take it.


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About Me

I came to Minneapolis from southern California this May to help my 88-year-old mother care for my 86-year-old father. He fell last November, and then declined cognitively for a month as his bones healed at a rehab facility under quarantine. He hasn't undeclined. Before retiring in the 1990s, he was a theater critic, & still seems to have some of his self-confidence and wit alongside vascular dementia, Parkinsonisms, incontinence and real trouble walking. Given his otherwise-ok health, he might still have some tolerable years ahead, though with new parameters. My mom's a novelist. She seems made of iron.