The air is cool and the leaves on the tree across the street have finally changed colors and it’s already late November. I must be in LA because when I grew up in Chicago by the middle of September the streets were full of leaves. They were golden brown and we would make HUGE piles with them and then jump into them like we were jumping into a pool.

I remember my dad burning the leaves in the street right next to the curb. The smell was incredible and the smoke rose up slowly and you could see lots of rising smoke from all the houses in the neighborhood and when we were through we would go ito the house for hot cocoa with marshmallows on top.


The Firing

I have to fire somone this week and I feel really bad. The man has a wife and three little girls, but there’s a gun to my head and I can’t run away.

Why me, I ask,  must I be “The Man” to carry out deeds like this is so sad, but I have a boss who is weak in the knees and  afraid to decide the fate of us all in an economy that’s BAD.

But he claims it’s the man’s fault for sales so low, not the Economy, we are better than that. Doesn’t the man know, all he has to do to save his job is reach out the door and grab people by their wrist and pull them in and sit them down for a HEALTHY meal.

I feel for the man, but my balls are too small to stand up and say, no I will not fire the man for falling sales in an Economy like this.

I hope some day to be a real man who can stand up no matter what and face the truth and say it out loud and tell the boss to go to hell.

Hello world!

My name is Seamus O’Conner. I am a sober Irishman believe it or not. I loved Guiness, but drank one too many and had to set it aside. It has been 14 years and I am very happy because I have substituted the country of Italy for that tall glass of stout. I am in love and addicted to everything Italian and dream of living there half time with my lovely wife. I don’t know how we would support ourselves, but I really don’t care. I could be poor and be happy as long as I have an espresso in the morning with the lads and then a walk in the countryside and a wonderful lunch with Anne followed with a nap and then thoughts of dinner. I would be oh so happy.


Some day I hope.

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