Wednesday, May 22, 2013

House of Laughter

February 1, 2013 by  
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House of Laughter

(Vohezer’s House – Photo/photoshopped by Joe – Orig. below) I was on the couch in front of our *50″ LG plasma TV with my feet up, because that’s what I like to do. Guy Fieri was on TV lapping at his digits, while his eyes bulged as big as doughnuts as he tried to tell [...]

Surviving the Night

December 31, 2012 by  
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Surviving the Night

(Rose and Crown Tavern in New Dorp, 1665-1854 – Photoshopped by Joe – *Orig. below) I was roaring drunk as Minna pulled me by the hand through the crowded tavern. Along with the proprietor and his wife behind the bar, we were the only ones in motion. Yet quick-moving shadows peeled up and kept disappearing from the walls. I was looking about for the source, [...]

Hurricane Sandy

November 5, 2012 by  
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Hurricane Sandy

(Photos by Joe) Look closely at the above photo and you can see the height the water rose to on the brickwork. This house is on a section of a street that is about three to four feet higher than other sections of the neighborhood. All of these photos are from Midland Beach in Staten Island, except [...]

Hurricane Sandy – Staten Island

November 5, 2012 by  
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Hurricane Sandy – Staten Island

(Photos by Dave) My brother took these photos. All are from either Midland Beach or South Beach in Staten Island. They were taken about five days after the hurricane first hit. Click here to see more Hurricane Sandy pics.   Here are my STORIES and info on my Novels

Delicious pizza, ice cold beer, a cap from the 1850s & Staten Island

Delicious pizza, ice cold beer, a cap from the 1850s & Staten Island

(Lee’s Tavern in Staten Island – Photo and Photoshopped by Joe) The four of us sallied to the edge of the known universe last Friday night, which for New Yorkers is the borough of Staten Island. It’s a strange and indescribable place, where the fruit of its bounty populate TV shows such as Mob Wives and Jersey Shore. Though I won’t motor [...]

Notes on my Max Beckley novels

September 6, 2011 by  
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Notes on my Max Beckley novels

(*Old Mill Road, Richmond Town – Photos by Joe) The most exciting thing about starting the novel process for me is that the impetus forms completely outside of my control. That is to say, I could never write a novel, but there’s something outside of my scope of understanding that can. In the beginning, silly, abstract thoughts form the basis for what I believe [...]

Milk Toast

Milk Toast

(Wavertree sailing ship/South Street Seaport, NYC - Photos by Joe) At South Street Seaport to meet my friends, I was aware a tall white guy had tailed me since I came out of the Fulton Street subway station that was a four block walk. Just to be certain, I moved away from the sparse, early evening crowd [...]

Upper NY Bay & Narrows from Staten Island

June 23, 2010 by  
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Upper NY Bay & Narrows from Staten Island

(Photos by Joe) These photos were from the end of Hylan Boulevard past Bay Street by the Alice Austen House.   Here are my STORIES and PHOTOS

Various Staten Island Photos

March 17, 2010 by  
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Various Staten Island Photos

(La Tourette – Photos by Bald Punk) At work we’ve been doing a job on Staten Island. Strangely enough, the next time I saw the ghost of a slave named Hardy was in SI. I will tell you all about that in a few days. Here are the previous posts in that series: White Fire In My Head More coming [...]

Just A Car Ride To Staten Island

October 15, 2009 by  
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(Photo by Bald Punk – Photo from Wagner College, Staten Island) Me, my lady friend(LF), Scrappy D, the pizza and Chinese delivery guys, along with Benny, “the cigar store Indian,”  are on our way to Sandy Ground, Staten Island. We are searching for the ghost of a slave named Hardy. He’s the only one who knows the [...]

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