Avenue X

Avenue X

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No Skips: Takako Mamiya - LOVE TRIP (1982)

If you have been reading or listening to my bleatings and blatherings for any legth of time, then you know I harbor big fantasies about becoming the Great Value version of KAB's own Stevie Wayne. The closest I've gotten so far is the plaid shirt I am currently wearing, my

What would the neighbors say?

My gramma's house--that is to say the house my mother grew up in--was the sort of ordinary and unremarkable house that is becoming unattainable for the ordinary and unremarkable buyer of today. It was smack in the middle of a dead end street full of perfectly fine small-ish WWII-era houses,

Possession is nine-tenths of this post

If you were to look up "What seeing The Exorcist at a formative age does to a motherfucker" in the dictionary, you might pause a moment to think "Wow, the OED is really just adding anything at all these days, huh?" But you might also see a picture of me

What is Avenue X?

What is Avenue X?

(Pretend there are Angelfire gifs of construction-type caution tape and "pardon our dust" stuff here.) This is Avenue X, a brand new home for things I write and who knows what else! It will be up and running here shortly (those Angelfire gifs are working hard behind the scenes), but