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#TheMartiniEffect (#HashtagNovella for #NYCBars Edition: Chapter 21)

The Martini Effect – Chapter 21 (American Hangover) Chapter 21.1 (21.1) (We rejoin our Dharma Drunk heroes somewhere in the city that sleep forgot.) Our story turns once more. Follow us. Just don’t trust us. Space and time curve quickly again like the bat of a lash and we find ourselves heading to the end … Continue reading

#TheMartiniEffect (#HashtagNovella for #NYCBars Edition: Chapter 20)

The Martini Effect – Chapter 20 (Marylou Speaks in Haiku) Chapter 20.1 (20.1) (We rejoin our pair… …our drunken protagonists… …on Sixth Avenue.) What said Marylou… …walking down Sixth Avenue… …skies a sunless hue: “Empire city… …spindle of the universe… …up above our heads. Around it we go… …many nights we see the glow… …of … Continue reading

#TheMartiniEffect (#HashtagNovella for #NYCBars Edition: Chapter 19)

The Martini Effect – Chapter 19 (Portrait of a Martini as a Young Nightcap) (19) (We rejoin our Dharma Drunk heroes somewhere in Manhattan as they continue carousing through their intemperate wormhole.) Follow us. But don’t trust us. Bat of a lash. Microsecond. Time curves. Space changes. Day becomes night. Summer becomes winter. Tracks becomes … Continue reading

#TheMartiniEffect (#HashtagNovella for #NYCBars Edition: Chapter 18)

The Martini Effect – Chapter 18 (Trails, Trials, and Tracks) 18.1 (18.1) (We rejoin our Dharma Drunk heroes somewhere in Penn Station.) Marylou and I suddenly find ourselves sitting in a long bar at Penn Station. No sign of the fox. Or Taxidermy Brian Eno. Marylou and I can no longer be trusted. We have … Continue reading

#TheMartiniEffect (#HashtagNovella for #NYCBars Edition: Chapter 17)

The Martini Effect – Chapter 17 (Brian Eno Echoes) (17) (We rejoin our Dharma Drunk heroes as they continue to rove the streets somewhere between Queens and Brooklyn.) “They stuffed Brian Eno,” Marylou says as we take up residence at the elbow of the bar tucked away in the corner of the next establishment we … Continue reading

#TheMartiniEffect (#HashtagNovella for #NYCBars Edition: Chapter 16)

The Martini Effect – Chapter 16 (The Bathroom Karamazov) Chapter 16.1 (16.1) (We rejoin our Dharma Drunk heroes roving the streets somewhere between Brooklyn and Queens.) We slip into a random bar on a random street from a random corner just needing a random bathroom. Marylou heads to the ladies’ room and I walk into … Continue reading

#TheMartiniEffect (#HashtagNovella for #NYCBars Edition: Chapter15)

The Martini Effect – Chapter 15 (The Mural and Marylou) (15) (We rejoin our Dharma Drunk heroes roving the streets of Greenpoint, Brooklyn.) “Where to go?” Marylou asks. “What you feeling?” I ask her back. “I need another Shangri-La,” Marylou says. We round the corner onto Greenpoint Avenue and Marylou stops to study the mural … Continue reading

#TheMartiniEffect (#HashtagNovella for #NYCBars Edition: Chapter 14)

The Martini Effect – Chapter 14 (A Draft of Drift and Drifting) Chapter 14.1 (14.1) (We rejoin our Dharma Drunk heroes roving the streets from Manhattan to Brooklyn, passing from winter to spring to summer, gently falling from afternoon to evening, hoping and praying for a place called inebriated hope at the end of their … Continue reading

#CrashingTheBox (#WorldCup 2018 Edition) Sunnyside to Jackson Heights

“The more difficult the victory, the greater the happiness in winning.” – Pele, Brazilian Forward, 92 appearances for national team, 77 goals “Football, a game in which everyone gets hurt and every nation has its own style of play which seems unfair to foreigners.” – George Orwell, English novelists/essayist, ‘The Collected Essays, Journalism and Letters … Continue reading

#TheMartiniEffect (#HashtagNovella for #NYCBars Edition: Chapter 13)

The Martini Effect – Chapter 13 (Shangri-La Pas plus) Chapter 13.1 (13.1) “Closer,” Marylou says as we turn down St. Mark’s Place. And I continue to follow her. “Closer,” she says again. “Closer.” Marylou stops and stares silently at the Holiday Cocktail Lounge awning. She enters quietly. And I continue to follow her. Chapter 13.2 … Continue reading


#MutantMonologue No. 2 - #WeirdInstagram Edition ("Louis, the Leeches, and the Lord") (2.) So, I go home, kneel at the side of my bed, as I ask the Lord, "Why you make us so smart and so dumb at the same time?  And why you give a leech 32 little brains?  And why are we sometimes smarter than a leech - like we go to the moon and invent the wheel and Papa Orville's old carburetor - and sometimes we dumber than a leech - like we kill off what feeds us. And the Lord gets back to me. "Louis," the Lord say, "a leech is only ever going to be a leech.  But I had to give your kind the dignity of choice." "Dignity of choice?" I ask the Lord. "Yes, Louis." So I say back to the Lord, "Lord, I'm not the brightest crayon in the box, but I need to be asking why a leech can only be a leech and our kind needs to have the dignity of choice?" And the Lord gets back to me again, "That's the only way I could figure out how to make this whole thing work." So I ask the Lord, "Why is that the only way you could make this whole thing work?" And the Lord gets back to me, "I can't tell you the reason for that, Louis." And I ask the Lord, "Why not, Lord?" And the Lord gets back to me, "Because the whole thing won't work if I tell you anymore." So I say to the Lord, "Okay, Lord.  Thanks for listening." And the Lord gets back to me, "No problem, Louis." So, I go back to Papa Orville and I tell him, "A leech has 32 brains, but we got dignity of choice." And Papa Orville asks, "Who told you that?" I tell Papa Orville, "The Lord told me that." And Papa Orville say, "Well...He should know better than us." And He should.  Because He's above Papa Orville's pay rate. (2/2)
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