Another great piece, Merrill. Upon reading, and encountering the word, “decrepitude,” I was thinking, “Alright, now she’s simply making words up.” Don’t get me wrong - I was cool with it. Imagine my surprise upon discovering later, when Googling it, that it is an actual English word. Thanks for the vocabulary lesson. And, for the notion that women’s supposed frigidity in the 1950’s and 1960’s was invented purely to provide fodder for stand-up comics.
you drill right down to common denominator bedrock. Find a stranger,
marry them and take your life to Vegas. Seems mom loved you so much she wanted to crush you.
And dad was a builder, mine too and aside from
being a sociopathic narcissist he was an ok citizen.
It's Valentines, have some champagne in dixie cups and may 81% of your dreams come true ( thats a B) You can mix it with OJ the next morning too so it wont go bad.
Then use the whole thing as copy.
I used to love sneaking over to Berkeley to that big ancient rink for some pickup hockey during the go go eighties.
Berkeley was such a great transitional location for leaving home. It had everything I needed: crazy people, public transportation, and a stream of events that were walking distance. There were also actually interesting classes. I attended such a stream of unusual landmark events that sometimes I think I made it up. I went to EVERYTHING. I saw Janis Joplin singing so many times at free concerts on my walking routes that I was like "Oh geez...HER again. What is she doing here again?"
Wow this is incredible! Your writing is superb! I need the full memoir. 🤍
Thank you so much. I am glad you think so.
“A professional comedy writer?”
BRILLIANT
Another great piece, Merrill. Upon reading, and encountering the word, “decrepitude,” I was thinking, “Alright, now she’s simply making words up.” Don’t get me wrong - I was cool with it. Imagine my surprise upon discovering later, when Googling it, that it is an actual English word. Thanks for the vocabulary lesson. And, for the notion that women’s supposed frigidity in the 1950’s and 1960’s was invented purely to provide fodder for stand-up comics.
Thanks Bill! You balked at decrepitude but said nothing about muculent?
I observe a firm hands-off policy when it comes to mucus-related issues.
I have learned not to read you if I'm in bed and husband is sleeping. It doesn't end well.
Thank you for my new word, muculent.
Muculent.
I think you'll find that any word connecting to the root word mucus is always a welcome addition to the rotation!
i had to read this one twice! Nice!
you drill right down to common denominator bedrock. Find a stranger,
marry them and take your life to Vegas. Seems mom loved you so much she wanted to crush you.
And dad was a builder, mine too and aside from
being a sociopathic narcissist he was an ok citizen.
It's Valentines, have some champagne in dixie cups and may 81% of your dreams come true ( thats a B) You can mix it with OJ the next morning too so it wont go bad.
Then use the whole thing as copy.
I used to love sneaking over to Berkeley to that big ancient rink for some pickup hockey during the go go eighties.
Berkeley was such a great transitional location for leaving home. It had everything I needed: crazy people, public transportation, and a stream of events that were walking distance. There were also actually interesting classes. I attended such a stream of unusual landmark events that sometimes I think I made it up. I went to EVERYTHING. I saw Janis Joplin singing so many times at free concerts on my walking routes that I was like "Oh geez...HER again. What is she doing here again?"
Dang, you’re good. 👍🏼
Takes one to know one!
That didnt even make grammatical sense.