Author Archives: Stephen Futterer

My family is reliable for several things. One is novelty gifts at Christmas time. I recently became the proud owner of a pair of NERF basketball hoops (that I openly wanted) and a Bob Ross Christmas tree ornament. The shark glasses were from two years before. The second thing is intermittent reminders that for manyContinue reading ““Shark Curaçao””

And here are partial lyrics to the song “Walk On” by the masterful John Hiatt: Someone called out to youAnd it sounded just like cryingOn a street where nobodyEven knows your nameYour mind was getting high on the sweet airAs your spirit was flying Steam rising from the sidewalksOf New Orleans after an evening rainSteamContinue reading ““Looking Up: NOLA””

It’s a rare sighting these days. The pay phone. Even more so the large scale phone booth. And is it strange that my first thought went to hygiene? We used to handle that plastic receiver without a care back in the day, but now? Full HAZMAT. Hand gel. Wipes. Mask and gloves. Blame COVID, IContinue reading ““Old, Baltimore…””

“What’s Playing” Sometimes you must scratch that itch Skip a class or call in sick Tweak the dials, flip the switch Chase high art or candy-kitsch As if all these things were equal, The post-modern and Medieval, That through you run prismatic Only risking the ecstatic So step right up and get your fix AContinue reading ““Flip the Switch””

“Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three…” (from “Monty Python and the Holy Grail“). Plus I can’t keep four thoughts in my head at the same time. #1) Not many people know this but Donald Trump hails/heils from German (father’s side) and Scottish (mother’s) heritage.Continue reading ““Trifectations””