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Here in LA a lot of people have been talking, writing, reminiscing on the riots of ’92. What about the kids of ’12? Who gives a …
Here in LA a lot of people have been talking, writing, reminiscing on the riots of ’92. What about the kids of ’12? Who gives a …
Ride with me. C’mon. The Cadillac is a Fleetwood She said she could You said you would And there I stood. Thinking the trunk could fit That it could fit That I could …
There is always a crease somewhere between the cut where I can never escape from a sliver of something. I’ve been trying to eat more of …
I love ice cream. You don’t even fucking know. Let’s start again. I really love ice cream. One of the most ghetto but delicious snacks I created with …
I don’t remember the first time I met Jon and Vinny. You know those relationships that seem like they had no beginning, they just were …
Made abalone porridge this morning because I fucking wanted to. Toast minced ginger and garlic paper thin in sesame oil and add rice that has been …
Hey, have you ever been to Melbourne? Neither had I, till last year. I must have brought all my ignorance in one carry on, packed with …
Bah Hum Bug. This tourist shit is for the birds! My sentiments exactly, Pink the Pug.
It’s almost that time again. Where the shadows run long over the hills of Echo and Elysian Parks. Cholos and families. Where the echoes of Fernando Valenzuela …
This is Lake Tahoe, Lonnie in the middle. He was a great friend of mine. Lonnie was our dish washer at the resort on South Shore. …
Monthly Archives: April 2012