Category Archives: Dystopian Mirrors

The personal side of The Zephyr Lounge; the events in my life, described in a way only I can describe it.

On 1998-99

Lately I’ve really been standing face-to-face with nostalgia. We all do it at some point, whether it be children reminding one of carefree days or staring into the face of imminent peril or whatever. As I’ve been writing my memoirs … Continue reading

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Musings From the Green Line (April 30, 2013 Edition)

Musings From the Green Line And now, we go underground. Even for a brief moment, it resembles a New York subway — especially with all the sketchy people afoot. The dude with “North” and “Dallas” tattooed on his arms keeps … Continue reading

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Paranormal Files: Waco, TX

Last September, the wife and I decided to take a drive, which has become one of our favorite ways to spend time together. This particular trip took us south, traveling the (at times) confusing Interstate 35, beyond Dallas, beyond Hillsboro. … Continue reading

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The Ides of March

Some of you may know — while others may not — that March is a hard month for me. While there have been many isolated incidents that have made March a less-than-stellar period of the year, there are two incidents … Continue reading

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The Many Me’s, part 2: Ashes in November

As I stated in yesterday’s post, I lost myself in November. This is an account as to how and why. WARNING! This post has no visual aid and very little wittiness. Also, it’s a long read. Just an FYI. I … Continue reading

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The Many Me’s, part 1: Different Mirrors

“Maybe our mistakes are what make our fate.” – Sarah Jessica Parker I know. I’m shocked too, but it’s the only one I found that hit the topics of today’s post on the head. Dammit. Interjection: This reminds me – I’m … Continue reading

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The Philosophy of Harold and Kumar

“A journey is like marriage. The certain way to be wrong is to think you control it.” — John Steinbeck I am currently watching Harold and Kumar: Escape from Guantanamo Bay, more specifically the moment right before the two wits … Continue reading

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Hearts Wrapped In Barbed Wire

“Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a teardrop.” — Anonymous  I’m starting to wonder if the whole concept of being in a relationship with someone is just a way for me to keep inner … Continue reading

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Johnny & Gwen, Chapter 1: Love and Other Apprehensions…

Tucked away from the stage, obscured by light shadows, sit Johnny and Gwen — two people with a long history. She stares at him, nibbling on her lower lip slightly, listening to the words gently escaping his lips. “I’m trying … Continue reading

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Blue Skies, Broken Hearts… Next 12 Exits.

“I don’t know why I care so much, when I shouldn’t care at all…” — The Ataris, Your Boyfriend Sucks  Yes, I used an album title as the title of my blog post. This probably won’t be the only time … Continue reading

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