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Typically Max
Spending most of his last 6 months in bed, Max starting using Facebook, and sent friend requests to everyone else who had his name. He was so pleased by the visual effect of Max Wolf leaving a comment for Max … Continue reading
Be My Baby
The What band at some club in NYC featuring Max Wolf on guitar and lead vocal – covering his favorite song of all time.
Stubborn Like Me
When Max and his friend Jonas were around 20 and living in New York, they made a bet on who could go longer with shaving only one side of his face. As you see, they committed fully to their bet. … Continue reading
Neverending Trauma
Today some woman called from the medical supply company to talk about Max’s wheelchair. She wanted to schedule a pick-up time, since the insurance company won’t pay for the rental “once the client has passed.” I don’t want to hear … Continue reading
Lucas Revolution
Max and Luke became friends when they were 6 and played on the same soccer team. In the photo above, they were 8 year old headbangers. I can’t remember why they’re wearing those wacky outfits but I do recall being … Continue reading
Long Live the What
The What band in 2003. Max on lead guitar.
Tuesday Morning *UPDATE
The firstborn Wolf is having surgery, so send him blessings and play nicely among yourselves until I get back. You can listen to his music here. xo ~ * Thank you so much, everyone who sent good wishes! Everything went … Continue reading
Self Pity and Samurai
A trusted advisor told Max last week,”Wallowing in self pity is a choice.” Ha, I beg to differ. Sometimes, self pity is the rational response to one’s situation. Just as depression, anger or grief are rational responses to heartbreak, betrayal, … Continue reading
A New Roommate
Mr. Capote is long gone. An old guy with pneumonia came and went. Yesterday, a new roommate arrived, connected to some sort of oxygen machine whose decibel level is akin to a loud blow dryer up against your ear. The … Continue reading
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Don’t Try This at Home
Having now attained the perfect haggard beauty of the suffering Christ, Max is hoping for permission to eat or drink tonight. Reading the supportive comments here after 12 hours of dragging Biggie and Tupac around the hospital bed is so … Continue reading