Ben Raskin

Author: Ben Raskin

  • The Bride Wore Black and White

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    Too much diversity at a bachelorette party is never a good thing. I am accustomed to a cackle of screaming women drinking tequila through pinched noses and the occasional nipple slip. Keys On Main is Chuck E. Cheese for adults and for good reason. We’re the only bar in town that can replicate a moment…

  • Zombies and Drywall Dust

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    When I think of Miami, I think of Crockett & Tubbs, cigarette boats, retired New Yorkers, string bikinis and some goofy Will Smith song. Zombie attacks usually don’t even crack into the top ten things I think about the Magic City until last Monday. Two days ago below a highway underpass, a police officer stumbled…

  • Looking Forward To 38

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    I was born 38-years ago today. That’s 13,880 days or 1,982 weeks. Or simply put, a long time ago. Richard Nixon was president, gas cost 42-cents a gallon, segregation was legal nine years earlier and the Godfather Part II won the Academy Award. Hank Aaron tied Babe Ruth’s home run record, Stephen King’s first novel,…

  • A Man Walks Into A Bar…

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    A man spent the better part of the night at the bar drinking beer and whiskey with his friends. He ordered wings, watched sports, talked trash and got drunk. By all accounts, he had a really fun evening. His friends left early leaving him to polish off a couple more shots and the better part…

  • Runs With The Devil

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    She’s dangerous. Silhouetted in smoke, she beckons me to her backroom where she offers me tantalizing sensations and thrilling delights. Nobody can know what I’ve done because the shame and insult would be too great. I want to stop but there is nothing is better than getting my mouth around her. I feel invincible until…