Swordfish Suite

Gone for eight months---where have I been? Tax season always intercedes, and for the first third of the year, I am as busy as a one armed paperhanger. I'm not complaining, but I have precious li...

http://swordfishsuite.blogspot.com/2011/08/where-have-you-been-my-blue-eyed-boy.html

I've written about this before, I think, but it always bears repeating. It's an old story in my house. When we were growing up, She and I each watched The Ed Sullivan Show, the weekly variety sh...

http://swordfishsuite.blogspot.com/2011/01/spinning-plates.html

I did my best to smile up at her, transfixed by her glittering eyes and smirky smile, the aroma of her perfume wafting in and out, mixing with her own natural chemistry to create an aroma that to...

http://swordfishsuite.blogspot.com/2011/01/not-enough-18.html

I've started off my new year with the usual vows to get to the gym more, eat healthier, things like that. But after this morning, perhaps I'll be a bit more diligent in sticking to my regimen. I ...

http://swordfishsuite.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year.html

This year, She and I have decided to downscale Christmas gifts for each other, steering away from larger and more expensive items towards smaller things...our relative economies just can't take i...

http://swordfishsuite.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-shopping-part.html

The day laborers all congregate across the road from the 7 Eleven, patiently waiting for someone to drive past and hire them for a days labor. They're all bundled in heavy hoodies, whatever warm ...

http://swordfishsuite.blogspot.com/2010/12/still-waiting.html

Like everyone else waiting for the subway on a Saturday morning, I occupied myself by checking my blackberry, reading, staring into space while maintaining that blank look, sneaking furtive glanc...

http://swordfishsuite.blogspot.com/2010/12/girls.html

Can anyone explain to me when and why it became cool and fashionable to stand in the subway doors as they open, blocking egress, turning sideways to allow a minimal amount of passengers to get on...

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A few spaces opened up on one of the couches, and we crammed ourselves onto one of the divans, Debra sandwiched in between Amalia and me. In a rare and unusual gesture, she held my hand, interlac...

http://swordfishsuite.blogspot.com/2010/11/not-enough-17.html

Now that I'm of a certain age, I read what we used to call the Irish sports pages every day in the New York Times, the hometown newspaper. You'd call them the obituaries. Being the national newsp...

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I've lived all my life in New York City, and, as I found out last week from the NY Times Style Section, we've all grown up here with varying degrees of a New York accent---losing the letter r as ...

http://swordfishsuite.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-talking.html

There are some things in this world that I just don't get, and some things that I refuse to get. There's an extraordinary amount of ED advertising on TV. The ads for Viagra are confidence builder...

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One of the joys of being self-employed in a seasonal profession is that I can take the time to seek out the movie titles that are lurking in the back of my mind. And so it is that this afternoon ...

http://swordfishsuite.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-night-stand.html

Yesterday was St. Crispin's Day, a/k/a The Feast of Saint Crispian. Like everything in my life, there's a backstory. The Battle of Agincourt was fought on that date, when the British, greatly ou...

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If you need to catch up, or to remind yourself where I left off in the story of the ebb and flow of my life with Her, click on http://swordfishsuite.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-enough-15.html and p...

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I absolutely confess to watching entirely too much nighttime television, especially at the beginning of the network season in the fall, when loads of new shows come on and there is a winnowing ou...

http://swordfishsuite.blogspot.com/2010/10/hands-down.html

This past week, my good friend Viviane asked me out to the Pleasure Salon, as she always does. The Salon is a convocation of likeminded sex positive people that meets the first Wednesday of every...

http://swordfishsuite.blogspot.com/2010/10/almost-cut-my-hair.html

We managed to support each other in our effort to reach the street and find a cab, each of us leaning against the other, my right arm around her waist and her left arm over my shoulder, both of u...

http://swordfishsuite.blogspot.com/2010/08/end-of-season-part-three.html

I have spent more time in doctors offices in the last two months than I have in the last several years, more time prone with diagnosed and undiagnosed illnesses and syndromes and symptoms than I ...

http://swordfishsuite.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-so-far.html

We sat side by side, in profile, trading quips and bon mots, buying each other drinks for quite some time, little realizing that the groups we had each come in with had both dwindled down to just...

http://swordfishsuite.blogspot.com/2010/05/end-of-season-part-two.html

I'm a CPA, and back before I opened up my own practice I worked for a medium sized accounting firm in midtown. During tax season, we were required to put in long hours and sacrifice weekends to g...

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I live in New York City, and have lived here basically all my life, and I've grown up with all the inherent baggage that comes with that, the New York accent (which I struggle to defeat), the New...

http://swordfishsuite.blogspot.com/2010/04/cheek-by-jowl-rant.html

I have barely posted at all in this year, and to a large degree it's because my life has been in emotional turmoil and freefall. Professionally the first four months of the year are always total ...

http://swordfishsuite.blogspot.com/2010/03/still-here.html

About a year ago I started subscribing to PublicDisgrace.com, where women are "bound, stripped and punished in public." The website comes from kink.com, and I find the submission absolutely breat...

http://swordfishsuite.blogspot.com/2010/02/language.html

The endless night finally ended, just as the sun started to peek over the horizon and light the early morning. And it was that night that we understood our obedience to Amalia, our need to do her...

http://swordfishsuite.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-enough-15.html