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Posts published by “Jeff Costello”

Packaging

In my father's day, people who did specialized, skilled things were called engineers. He was an electronics engineer. He maintained the radar apparatus at Chincoteague…

The Two-Headed Right

I was going to say "extreme" right but that would have implied nazi salutes and torch marches. This is the mainstream right, which isn't that…

Shooting the TV

Elvis Presley shot the TV when Robert Goulet's face came onscreen. That's how I feel when I see Trump's phony-baloney face makeup, fake tan and…

Chicken, Steak & Hut Dawgs

This is the story of Shirley and Spike, as much as I know and can recall. A very odd couple from Portsmouth, New Hampshire. It…

Bath House Logic

Conservative writer P.J. O'Rourke, who used to butt heads with Molly Ivins on TV, came on the Tonight show once and explained right wing logic:…

The Big Red Truck

The Big Red pickup truck. Bright red with huge wheels that lift it high off the road. Guy moves in next door with this monster,…

Living On The Cheap

To begin with, I've been in a Walmart a total of three times, emergency only. The Waltons don't need what little money I have. Here…

Hey Einstein!

Twice in my life I have been told "You look like Einstein." This occurs only when my hair and mustache grow out too long. Both times I have resisted or forgotten to reply, "Thanks, I feel smart."

A Nation Of Speedfreaks

Do you shudder at the sight of low-life trailer-trash crankheads driving around in their beat-up Camaros? Do you nod solemnly when one of the big…

Existentialist

Boston, 1967 — My band called The Ones was playing a regular gig at the Brown Derby, five nights a week or something like that.…

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