Since way back in the days when I was doing stand-up comedy I looked for rudymartinez.com. It was not available. Dot net was taken by an actor. He’s got a…
Don’t pick that up, he said. His pace quickened. That’s when I saw my buddy Peter and a few other boys I barely recognized sitting on the wall. The barely…
I hate Dallas, I said. Dallas sucks, my little brother, Rick, chimed in. The previous night he lost a boatload of money on the game and was still bitter. I’m talking about…
Every night he would see them on the dance floor, floating in a world of their own making. The Man in his crisp white shirt and creased slacks, and She…
On November 7th I shot my friend Rall a text message: Wanna do a black and brown podcast with me? There was no preface, no explanation. He texted me back:…
