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Monthly Archives: June 2013
Mum the Punk Rocker
Lazin’ at Lac Champlain June 17th passed recently with little fanfare, although my mother would have celebrated her ninety-first birthday on that date if alive. I’d like to think both my deceased father and brother—my only sibling—were merrily celebrating Mum’s … Continue reading
Alice’s Restaurant: Redux—The Absolute Conclusion
“Hey Slickster, why are you sweating?” My buddy Curt was waiting outside in the courthouse parking lot for me. “The courtroom’s air-conditioning system is broken. It’s hotter than hell in there. See all the windows are open?” “Yeah, I noticed … Continue reading
Alice’s Restaurant: Redux—Judge Roy Bean
(A parody pic, not the real name or location of the illustrious judge in this story) The musty, typically laid-out, dark-paneled courtroom had hard, wooden benches for seating, giving a church-like, reverential ambiance as if sitting and waiting for an … Continue reading
Alice’s Restaurant: Redux—Meeting with Mr. Shyster
Leaving my black bowler in the car from not willing to assume the contemptuous role of a lawless derelict, I entered wearily into the hallowed halls of Cranston City’s downtown municipal-court building (not the exact name of the small metropolis). … Continue reading
Alice’s Restaurant: Redux—Leading Up to Conclusion
How was I going to get out of this crazy predicament: having to face a rudimentary, hanging judge for littering in this small city of 30,000 folks, whose majority of forefathers came from the wild, yet mellow, moon-shining hills of … Continue reading
Nefarious, Frigging Spam Bots!
Follow @MikeSlickster Tweet Due to a recent onslaught of unwanted spam from despicable bots who have gotten infinitely smarter evidently and are able to weasel past Captcha, I’ve disabled anonymous postings regretfully until further notice. Who clicks on their iniquitous … Continue reading
