Category Archives: Personal History

The history of Sam, and how he got to where he is from where he was

Kitchen disasters and the Cornmeal Whiskey Cake

They took the cake, sat in their car and ate every crumb of it, and were too drunk to know the difference. Continue reading

Posted in Comanche, Food and Cooking, Personal History | 4 Comments

Stretching the long arm of coincidence

I was talking to someone in Barking, Essex, fifty-five hundred miles away, who shared my name. Continue reading

Posted in Empire, Family, Personal History, Work (WORK!!?!??!) | 2 Comments

End of the season (and none too soon)

My official release date is next Wednesday, but since L and T are going to be gone to Las Vegas next week and there won’t be anyone but me to look after M, I asked for and got all next week off. Continue reading

Posted in Family, Infernal Revenue, Work (WORK!!?!??!) | 4 Comments

My brother-in-law died today

He was a week short of his forty-fourth birthday. Continue reading

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The past stands in the present

Nobody was hassling him, nobody was fawning on him or pestering him—it was just a moment of “hey, that’s Roky Erickson right over there.” Continue reading

Posted in Austin, Music, Personal History | 2 Comments

Family event week

Twenty years, and in all, I wouldn’t take for it. Continue reading

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Now we’ve got THAT out of our systems . . .

The dusting of snow that fell last night has melted, temperatures are headed toward fifty, and we can all be over this bad-weather silliness for another winter. Continue reading

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The Comanche Syndrome, or How to Meet Your Life Coming Back the Other Way

It’s never been that large a place, but it still seems to be one of those nexuses of the Universe. Continue reading

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Now We Are Pooh

M’s current favorites are “The Engineer” and “Rice Pudding.” Continue reading

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The art of carrying a grudge

The secret is to shape your anger and resentment carefully, and then put it away. Continue reading

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