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Tim O’Gara writes songs like secrets. They live in fragments and flashes, tucked away inside, like the ghosts in an old cigar box – first grade valentine, fake ID, broken necklace, foreign coins – the things you keep. They are poetry. Gone away images hung on fragile frames that bend and sway and play in [...]

topanga days was the inspiration for my visit out west. such swell happenings are the things from which traditions are made. like greg and cindy’s annual chinese food catered christmas eve blow out. you try it once and then can’t imagine life without it. i really wanted to be back so i could keep my [...]

wisdom full of words overheard not so long ago in various circumstances: a young student of psychology with a name almost like mine writes (in an academic essay): “From 8:45 til 5pm I worked as a cashier for the All-Vendor Demo Day, one of the biggest days in golf retail. For your information: I could [...]