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I’m a genius. I’m an asshole. I’m a genius. I’m an asshole. I’m a genius. I’m an asshole. I’m a genius. I’m an asshole. I’m a genius. I’m an asshole. I’m a genius. I’m an asshole. I’m a genius. I’m an asshole. I’m a genius. I’m an asshole. I’m a genius. I’m an asshole. I’m a genius. I’m an asshole. I’m a genius. I’m an asshole. I’m a genius. I’m an asshole. I’m a genius. I’m an asshole. I’m a genius. I’m an asshole. I’m a genius. I’m an asshole.

How was your day?

14 Responses

  1. Far better than yours, apparently.
    I am neither genius nor asshole but i have known a few who were both and they always seemed hellbent deadset on ruining my day—or just ruining me.
    chin up. feelings are temporary.
    xo

  2. My day was debatable, but you’re clearly a genius. No doubt.

  3. Ummm…..obviously you’re much closer to the genius pool than the asshole. I’ve been drowning in the asshole pool for Quite some time now. Anyone care to throw me an extra life preserver if they have one?

  4. “How was your day?”

    Not bad. Beautiful sunny weather. Tolerable work. Reasonably pleasant news on the wires.

  5. Vertical, breathing on my own, nothing hurts or itches, smiling, god-damned good day.

  6. Finished a story after only two threats from JC, my editor. Then naps, then drinking under a palm tree, enjoying the breeze. Yeah, pretty good day, and today we hoist the sail and get out in ten mile an hour winds and 100+ heat index, maybe go to Beer point or Smack Bayou.

    I’m more asshole and no genius, but damn, these are good days.

  7. Good, busy, a couple of surprises. A level kind of day, really; more floating than swimming or sinking. No doubt I’m an asshole, but the genius part eludes me. Saw a guy I know in the deli near the 2nd post office I worked at today — afternoon shift. I don’t know him real well, but I worked some landscaping jobs with his wife a decade ago and I like her a lot. They’re getting divorced. I was at their wedding. A woman singing with her guitar playing pastor husband fainted at the altar and the bride’s brother in law later rolled out of the top bunk and broke his arm. So I talked to my friend’s soon to be ex-husband, nothing bad, mostly let him do the talking, but I encouraged him to not forget about his kids, one 10 years old, the other six. He’s ready to be carefree again and seems as irresponsible as ever.
    Later, at the end of my shift, I had to rush to town to sign some papers on some land we’re selling and on the way back, nearly home, I saw an old friend hitchhiking the other way. He has never owned a car. I turned around, he hopped into the cab of the truck and I drove him home. I had been trying to call him and he told me his phone was broke. Every year we golf together on Sept. 17, the birthday of a good friend and golfing buddy who killed himself 20 years ago. Haven’t missed a golf date yet and now we won’t this year, either.

  8. My day – same as yesterday, same as tomorrow – a soaker plus wind. #goodriddanceFlorence

    That post reads a lot like that exercise teacher’s used to make you do when you screwed up. Did you screw up?

    Inquiring minds and all . . .

  9. Dear Bette: Assholes Are Like Opinions: Everybody Has One. Not Everyone Is A Genius, So Just Keep Repeating that one. Is Cassie Carter Home From CA Yet? I Was Trying To Encourage Her To Apply For Grants To Update Her Primal Jim Carroll Site, CATHOLICBOY. Jim was a Digital delayed 9/11 Victim. Time To Get “Dry Dreams A CD Release. And Both Diaries & Petting Zoo In A Boxed Set. Among Other Things. Check Photos @ Jimcarroll Ultimate Rock Poet Site by wayne Woods. Hang Tough, Go Easy On Yourself. One Of Kerouac’e Rules For Spontaneous Bop Prosody: “You’re A Genius All the Time.” Semper Fi, Sean St. X. X=Andrew, St. Andrew’s Cross.

  10. Reminds me of Jack Nicholson in The Shining.
    Spent the cold and rainy day driving from Galway to Derry as we wind up our Ireland adventure.

  11. I’m neither asshole nor genius. My days have been fairly decent. I’ve accomplished some and wasted some. Probably the balance inclines towards the wasting, but that’s ok. I’m getting good sleep and waking early. Something to be said for that.

  12. There is nothing about you not to like. Stop all this self-loathing.

    You are a genius; you are not an asshole. You are a genius; you are not an asshole. You are a genius; you are not an asshole. You are a genius; you are not an asshole. You are a genius; you are not an asshole. You are a genius; you are not an asshole. You are a genius; you are not an asshole.

    😎

    Sent from my iPhone

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  13. I am so there.

    I found this stuff out from my own experience, but it’s confirmed by my theology. I am made in the image of a creative God: I am a genius.
    I have a fallen, depraved nature: I am an asshole. Plus there’s the way I’m always putting my foot in my mouth without even meaning to.

    Just found this blog today. Love the short sassy posts.

  14. I never seem to get to “genius”.

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