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The Greatest Wall of T-RUMP | Window Dresser's Arms, Pig & Whistle
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The Pig’s Arms. Window Dresser's Arms, Pig and Whistle. The Home Pub of the Famous Pink Drinks and Trotter's Ale. The Greatest Wall of T-RUMP. Posted by Therese Trouserzoff. Politics in the Pig's Arms. Asymp; 16 Comments. T-Rump apprehends another drug-dealer/rapist/terrorist on the Mexican border. By Pig’s Arms North American Correspondent, Neville Cole. Greatest presidential candidate God ever created. Thank you Mr. T-Rump for taking time to speak with us today. Apart from streams of drug dealers, rapi...
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What’s Eating Tony Abbott? – bookaville
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What’s Eating Tony Abbott? June 23, 2014. My recent blog for the Pig’s Arms…. Window Dresser's Arms, Pig and Whistle. Story by Pig’s Arms North America Correspondent, Neville Cole. The best thing about being the Pig’s Arms North American correspondent is the unspoken freedom I have to do whatever it takes to chase down a story. Interestingly, I have learned over the years that the best stories don’t have to be chased. The best stories come to you. The trick is letting them find you. Hung One On Whitman.
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on rejection – bookaville
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October 6, 2014. October 6, 2014. I am quite used to rejection. I’m not saying I’m good at it; but I am very used to it. Way back when, before I got old and comfortable, I was an actor. So, yeah I was dealt a heavy dose of rejection very early on. Rejection for an actor is constant, immediate, and pretty much soul crushing. In fact, right behind the almost total lack of monetary reward, rejection is the worst thing about being an actor. Still, despite all this positive change, and despite all the years t...
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Hung One On Whitman – bookaville
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Hung One On Whitman. May 5, 2014. May 19, 2014. We oughta be poeting our guts out. I’ll admit it. I tied one on with Hung One On down the Pub last night. As I recall, it all started amicably enough. All the locals were there celebrating the 5. What you mean, I replied, appropriately emphasizing. In exactly the right way as I downed my last Trotters. I think you do. I think you do. I know you do! Hung leapt to his feet like a sleeping dog woken by a noisy cat. That’s it! And what followed, I recorded exac...
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Old Notes – bookaville
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November 7, 2013. November 7, 2013. I recently uncovered an old notebook; squirreled away for over thirty years. It contains some fine memories. For one, I was reminded that in my late teens and early twenties I listened to fine art as much as I looked at it. I wandered regularly into galleries and flipped often through art books in those days. When I did, I usually jotted down things I heard the paintings say. Here’s one of those ramblingstold to me by Edgar Degas’ Portrait of Duranty. The 12 Days of Ch...
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Andreoli Italian Grocer (Scottsdale) – bookaville
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Andreoli Italian Grocer (Scottsdale). May 5, 2014. May 19, 2014. Originally featured @ AroundPhoenix.com. I used taunt an Italian friend of mine by calling Olive Garden an Italian restaurant. Just the mention of the words olive and garden in the same sentence could set him off. He’s gone back to Chicago to live now to eat real food again, he said – but I am certain that he would love Andreoli Italian Grocer. This is the place for people who love Italian food. Loves this place. When you are here you.
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The Soulard Swing – bookaville
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April 21, 2014. April 21, 2014. The street where Buddah lives…. One: The Soulard Swing. Mardi Gras is winding down for the night. Geary St. is a ghost town. It’s Monday, okay, but this is bizarre, thinks Buddha Bailey. He pronounces bizarre. I’m trying to tell you. Picture this. Buddha is making his way, shoulder to the wall (again, much like a mouse would do), and, sure enough, just as mice often do when they travel this way, Buddha walks right into a trap. Now, this is something I suggest you avoid if ...
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The 12 Days of Christmas – bookaville
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The 12 Days of Christmas. December 25, 2013. On the first day of Christmas. My true love sent to me:. A Partridge in a Pear Tree. The cat ate the partridge and the pear tree lost all its leaves overnight. On the second day of Christmas. My true love sent to me:. Both of which the cat is eyeing hungrily. On the third day of Christmas. My true love sent to me:. I think they are French. One is wearing a tiny beret. On the fourth day of Christmas. My true love sent to me:. Enough with the birds! The lords go...
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Die Mockingbird! Die! Die! – bookaville
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July 13, 2015. July 13, 2015. New book Go Set a Watchman. Is generating serious buzz and even more serious consternation. Critics, readers, and especially life-long fans report they have been left shocked. At the revelations within. Those who, years ago, read Lee’s original draft, however; were not at all surprised by how far from grace the once noble Atticus Finch has fallen. In the draft, known only by the working title. I thought Atticus was feeble when he was nearly fifty. Hoo-boy! All in all, I gues...
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My Finest Hour – bookaville
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November 18, 2013. November 18, 2013. Here’s a snarky little snippet I wrote many years ago after appearing in an amateur play with a scene-stealing, bit-part player with a single line of dialogue and some baffling concepts of stage blocking who succeeded in his quest to be the most memorable part of the production. The author, during rehearsal, sans chilies. I remember as if it were just yesterday; the tidal wave of anticipation that washed across the audience as I made my entrance, throwing open the do...
