Reflections, reminiscences and rants
Cashless Part Two
An interesting follow up to my last entry on the dangers of going cashless: A few days ago, I went to a Sweetgreen, the fast-food salad place. As I took out cash to pay for my order, I was informed that my cash was no good, credit cards only. I had totally forgotten that Sweetgreen…
The Dangers of Going Cashless
A few weeks ago, I bought my wife a Valentine’s Day gift at a neighborhood store called Huckberry. I’d been planning to pay in cash, since my poker bankroll was flush from a good week at the tables, but when I started peeling off a couple of hundred dollar bills, the Metrollenial at the register…
Let’s Call It What It Is
It’s been months since I’ve written here. I think I’ve been drowning, as so many of us have, in the constant storm of news that each day brings some new horror. School shootings. Voter suppression. Natural disasters caused by climate change. A synagogue massacre. A yoga studio massacre. Bombs sent to Obama, CNN and other…
Got Your Back
Sixteen years ago, I tweaked my back moving a couch into the apartment I’d just rented on Second Place in Carroll Gardens. Alice and I were in an “off” phase in our on-and-off relationship, trying to figure things out, not doing such a great job of it. A year and a half earlier, we’d tried…
Who is Rich?
I’m not in the habit of shilling for friends, but please do yourself a favor and go read my buddy Matt Klam’s long-awaited (by those in the know) first novel, Who is Rich? Don’t get me wrong. I love to support my friends. But I also kind of hate it. Especially when they’re fellow writers, and especially…
Why I’ll Probably be Blogging More
The last time I sat down to write an entry here, I was certain that I was revving up again and would be penning one of these entries on a regular and ongoing basis. However, that was before the first round of submissions on my novel had received a disquieting chorus of nays. Let me…
What’s going to happen to us?
People are getting ill and dying. Friends of mine. They’re having strokes, succumbing to cancer, developing bad stomachs, having trouble sleeping. Sure, we’re all getting older. This stuff happens. But not at the rate at which it seems, in my very unscientific study, to be afflicting us. Is this Trump’s fault? I know there’s…
In Search of Lost Time
For the first time in a year, I have some time on my hands. Such a funny phrase that. I have actually had 62 years of time on my hands. But I guess what I mean to say is free time. A year ago, I announced in this blog that I had finished a draft…
Dad
It’s been months since my last entry here and a lot has happened in that time. I finished my novel, for one thing. But the other thing is that my dad died. He took a fall back in July and broke his hip, which is what precipitated his eventual demise. But the truth is that he…
You. Complete Me
Back in January I wrote that I thought I would be able to finish my novel by putting in a solid month of work. I suppose the general rule of thumb is that you need to take an estimate like that and multiply it by four (or, given my history, by infinity). Still, I…
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Peter Alson 