ON THE AVENUES: A design for life

Originally written in 2016, lightly edited here. Throughout my decidedly mediocre high school basketball career, members of the coaching staff often administered what they surely...

Welcome to Roger’s web site, an “Exile on Spring Street”

"Exile is a dream of a glorious return. Exile is a vision of revolution: Elba, not St Helena. It is an endless paradox: looking...

Diary for 21 July 2021: The artist’s name comes first

Can you name the Pope who commissioned Michelangelo to paint the Sistine Chapel? Didn't think so. I had to look it up: Julius II. While I'm...

Diary: For 11 years, NABC’s Fringe Fest added conceptual depth to Harvest Homecoming

Charles Dickens anticipated the record of my working career as it pertains to the late NABC Bank Street Brewhouse (415 Bank Street in New...

What I do that occasionally equates to a monthly house payment

For those who've just tuned in to my periodic "Notes from the Underground," kindly note that I hold two minor positions inside the New...

On Memorial Day, I’d prefer DRINKING beer

A few year ago at a bar I frequented, one of the younger 30-something employees was pushing hard for a Memorial Day promotion to...

ON THE AVENUES: Welcome to “Pagan Life,” a weekly column devoted to heathens, infidels,...

ON THE AVENUES is the name of my longtime column at the former NA Confidential. It makes the passage to Exile on Spring Street....

Diary for 28 July 2021: “Craft” is especially nonsensical when tacked to “hard” seltzer

The point of these “diary” entries is to write as the mood strikes me, in the moment. I'd suggest we piss on hard seltzer, but...

Make your own fun, but I will not carry a gun

I will not carry a gun, Frank. When I got thrown into this war I had a clear understanding with the Pentagon: no guns....

The Weekly Wad lives on in the minds of malcontents everywhere

I've expended quite a few words to explain why I try to keep high school memories at arm’s length. At the same time, formative...

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“Death to Chain Restaurants,” or how one evening at Taco Bell (circa 2005) radicalized...

I've meant to tell this story many times over the years. Earlier this week the topic arose at Facebook in the form of a...

It’s hard to converse when your party’s official policy is censorship

 As a prelude to all these preludes, from 2014 straight through to the present day, recently I was approached separately by two local Democratic...

Quadrophenia: “Ain’t it funny how we all seem to look the same?”

Emerging from the shadows of The Dolphin pub in Plymouth’s Barbican, we began walking toward the stunningly perfect natural harbor, the open sea a...