DJ's Detritus

A Creative Writing Class Dropout's Last Refuge

Wednesday, April 20, 2022

Happy 4-20


It’s a nice day so I decided to have some oral surgery.  They put the second implant in this morning, as the first one had failed.  It all went smoothly, and the anesthetic is still working. I can gobble Advil and Tylenol once it wears off. They said to take it easy today, so no swimming or tanning my balls.

If you’d like to see a Republican dickhead get handed their hat, watch this.


I had a chat with The Wig last week.  He had dug up a 1995 letter I had written to him while he was living in London.  I thought he was going to ask if he could submit this fine DJ’s Detritus precursor to the Smithsonian, but he wanted my permission to shred it.  That hurt my feelings.

My social life is ablaze as usual.  We spent another weekend in San Diego earlier this month for a wedding.  A couple teammates from my daughter’s college hoops team tied the knot and my girl was the officiant.  She did an excellent job with the ceremony, combining touching sentiments and humor.  We had a great time re-connecting with the team and their families.  We also hung out with another pair of UCSD grads that live in Portland and got married last year.  The night before the wedding we took out the daughters of The Banker and The Hotelier, who are now living in San Diego.  I sent The Banker and The Hotelier a Venmo request but haven’t heard back. We were treated to a luxury stay at the home of my wife’s cousin in Coronado. Her son’s marriage was the one I referenced in my 3/29 post.

We were with #1 and Barbie this past weekend.  We went up to the big city on Saturday afternoon.  We then took an Uber over to the Richmond to dine at Chapeau! As usual, the food was outstanding, and we were all happy to see it thriving once again.  We spent the night and were treated to a tasty brunch featuring a quiche and Tartine treats on Sunday morning.

I saw recently that Liz Sheridan, the woman who played Seinfeld’s mom, had passed away.  That reminded me of the time that Barney Martin, who played his dad, picked me up while I was hitchhiking in Rhinebeck, NY back in 1981.  He was quite a nice guy.

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