JULIUS CREATIONS

I wish that it were the early eighties, and I was hanging out in Manhattan with my father

going to the delicatessen, sitting in the park eating a roast beef sandwich and drinking a Snapple soda

one day my father drove me around on the back of his motorcycle and then we ended up at this dairy store and he poured some of the milkshake he got there onto the concrete so that this kitten hanging out with us could lap it up

I think that my dad wanted me to be more like my brothers, interested in cars. but i was mostly interested in sports

can remember sitting in his car, waiting out a thunderstorm before heading over to the county fair. he smoked a lot back then

my dad was so funny and sweet.

he's still around, but i find interacting with him to be frustrating.

i recently wrote him something to the effect of "lots of great memories sailing with you" and he didn't respond. but then he mailed my mom some dvd of pictures of my brothers and i growing up, complete with musical background

i haven't seen it yet. my oldest brother is no longer alive and it still hurts me to think about that stuff...

i went to a psychic in california in 2000

someone else paid for it

i was ushered into this room. it was dark, draped in burgundy velvet. i felt nervous. some nice young woman tried to read my palm. she also asked me for my birthdate and some other astrological data.

she insisted that i had big issues with my father. i was like 'nah'. she also insisted that i would be a writer. i was like 'oh HELL nah'.