Posts Tagged ‘Story Salon’

Mr. T in an Elevator

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This is a story read aloud at Story Salon.      It hadn’t been a good day, then Mr. T stepped into my elevator.      I was working as a motorcycle courier in LA and had met a few celebrities. Drew Carey once answered the door in his bathrobe and Val Kilmer saw my motorcycle and […]

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By the Side of the Road

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This story was read aloud at Story Salon in 2007. By The Side of the Road This was about a month ago. I awoke early on Saturday, at about six, and showered and dressed in my leathers. The sun was just arriving and the fog lightly filled the air. Despite the early time, I was […]

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Canterbury Jails

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This story was read aloud at Story Salon in 2006. Canterbury Jails It was a wet November Evening in Canterbury.   My friends and I stepped out of the Old Locomotive Pub at eleven thirty lifting up collars and stuffing hands in Jackets.   The pub was now closed, and we were forced to go […]

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Heather

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This was the first story I read aloud at Story Salon in 2006. Heather It was about a month ago, I was talking to my mom on the phone.   She was telling me about the funeral.   The funeral for her 95-year-old friend, Dorothy Morsehead.   I had known Dorothy for thirty years, through […]

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Story Salon: Interlandi

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This story was read aloud at Story Salon (.com) on Wednesday March 17, 2010.      I met Frank Interlandi when I began working at a bar in Laguna Beach called The Saloon.      Every morning Frank would begin his day by drinking at the Marine Room Tavern, and shorty after 12 o’clock, he would walk […]

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Story Salon: Her Majesty’s Prison Only

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This story was read aloud at Story Salon (.com). ——- Her Majesty’s Prison Only           I was walking with my camera, as I do. It was mid-October 2009, and I was in Southern England, specifically in a city called Exeter, a beautiful city with a cathedral, thousand year old city walls […]

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