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April 29, 2010

THE EULOGY

Foreword by Stan Lerner: my dear friend, the great writer, Alec Silverman has mentioned to me, on more than one occasion, that he and perhaps other readers would like a more personal glimpse into my life—one that does not look through my comfortable prism of fiction. Alec suggested a memoir, but for now I can [...:]
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Published on April 29, 2010 12:38

April 28, 2010

CROOKED COPS EPISODE 8

A new blog series, from the Abby Normal mind of Stan Lerner.
SQUAD ROOM
Larry and Richard sat in their usual seats, somewhat disinterestedly, in the back of the room filled with rows of their brother police officers. As usual, their commanding sergeant, a stout pit-bull of a man, was irate!
"Two robbers on ten consecutive Wednesdays dressed [...:]
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Published on April 28, 2010 17:12

April 27, 2010

CROOKED COPS EPISODE 7

Larry waited anxiously in the opulent, king size bed Chenoa had bought, for no reason, a few months earlier. Leave Your Hat On, the song from 9 ½ weeks, played on the stereo—the anticipation was almost too much. But then came the confusion, which could only be brought to a man, by a woman promising, [...:]
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Published on April 27, 2010 22:39

April 26, 2010

Crooked Cops Episodes 1–6

Foreword by Stan Lerner: last week I introduced "Crooked Cops" a new, light hearted blog series. Today, I give you a new episode, Episode 6, but I've put this episode at the end of this blog, so if you so desire you can read this work in progress as one continuous piece.
From the Abby Normal [...:]
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Published on April 26, 2010 18:50

April 25, 2010

GOD'S WORK — A NIGHT TO REMEMBER

Foreword by Stan Lerner: this is a story about the Homeboy Industries Fundraiser, at Union Station, which I attended Saturday night. I did not walk into this event with the slightest intention of writing a story. But I walked out knowing that I had no choice other than to pen some thoughts from the heart [...:]
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Published on April 25, 2010 19:21

April 23, 2010

CROOKED COPS EPISODE 5

A new blog series, from the Abby Normal mind of Stan Lerner.
GUCCI CLOTHING STORE
Larry followed his wife Chenoa and son Bryant into the very, upscale Gucci Store, already weighed down by several bags from at least five other Rodeo Drive clothing purveyors.
"Don't you think we've bought enough for today?" he asked, thinking that his well [...:]
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Published on April 23, 2010 14:50

April 22, 2010

CROOKED COPS EPISODE 4

A new blog series, from the Abby Normal mind of Stan Lerner.
The giant Samoan's fist landed on Richard's nose like a sledgehammer. FADE TO BLACK Flat on his back Richard stared up at the peaceful blue sky listening to what he thought might be birds chirping. The moment was rudely interrupted by the Samoan beast, [...:]
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Published on April 22, 2010 14:45

April 21, 2010

CROOKED COPS EPISODE 3

A new blog series from the Abby Normal mind of Stan Lerner
Richard Skinner's partner, Larry Jacobs, an athletic black man in his late thirties, sat in, what could only be described as, a lavishly appointed kitchen surrounded by bills. One after the other he opened the horrible white envelope's and shook his head in disgust.
"Damn [...:]
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Published on April 21, 2010 14:12

April 20, 2010

CROOKED COPS EPISODE 2

Subsequent to the early morning mishaps in the otherwise happy Skinner household the family sat, as it always did, for a hearty morning breakfast—kind of. Mona drank her coffee, in a caffeine-induced state of rapture while her husband Richard and son Josh tried to determine what was on their plates—as it resembled nothing close to [...:]
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Published on April 20, 2010 12:12

April 19, 2010

CROOKED COPS EPISODE 1

A new blog series, from the Abby Normal mind of Stan Lerner!
It was a bright, sunny morning in the suburbs of Los Angeles. And from the Skinner home, a single story ranch-style, emanated rays of happiness, perhaps even more illuminating than those from the big happy face in the sky.
Eight-year-old Joshua ran down the hallway [...:]
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Published on April 19, 2010 13:48