Danny Gregory's Blog, page 56
October 11, 2013
Trucker.
Last weekend, I bought a truck. Actually, I didn’t technically buy it — Jenny charged it on her Platinum American Express Card. So, the initial surge of testosterone that came from being able to say, “I just bought a truck” … Continue reading →
October 7, 2013
Black and white habits — they’re not just for nuns.
In my thirties, I became a mad iron-pumper. I repaired to the gym every single day at 7 a.m., rain or shine, Sunday to Sunday, and after a year, I became a muscular beast. I didn’t have a trainer, I … Continue reading →
October 4, 2013
Yarddogs.
Since they were wee pups, my dogs Tim and Joe have spent their days on our apartment on the 8th floor of a Greenwich Village building. They had free rein — running around the living room, rassling on the cowhide … Continue reading →
October 1, 2013
A hut of my own.
There was a book I was just obsessed with when I was eight. It was called Hans and Peter by Heidrun Petrides (originally Swiss, “Der Xaver un Der Wastl“)and it told the story of two boys who find an abandoned workman’s shed … Continue reading →
September 25, 2013
September 20, 2013
Welcome to America!
When I was twelve, I took a ship across the Atlantic and, after weeks at sea, finally saw the arm of the Statue of Liberty poking through the early morning mist. Upon descending the gang-plank, I bought my first-ever can … Continue reading →
September 13, 2013
Westward weiner smuggling.
I’ve been in this town for forty years, in this apartment for sixteen. I have my favorite deli, pizzeria, subway line, barber, newspaper, baseball team and proctologist. In 72 hours, I’ll be packing my hounds into bags and taking them … Continue reading →
September 9, 2013
Out of the mouths of sophomores.
Yesterday was a bittersweet day, driving up to Providence to help Jack move into his dorm and begin his sophomore year at RISD. Bitter because I am losing my boy again after we had a great summer together, spending a … Continue reading →
September 3, 2013
Perfect!
Striving for perfection can freeze you in place. Lighten up, loosen up, and just start making. Continue reading →
September 1, 2013
Short story long.
A brief scare and a reminder to count my blessings. Continue reading →
