Archive for January, 2008
Sunday, January 20th, 2008
Sunday! Sunday!! Sunday!!!
Color this Sunday afternoon football-free and art awesome: Susan and I are gonna get on our bikes at noon and head downtown to catch the 1 p.m. matinee of Cloverfield at the Laemmle’s Grande on Fig. After that we’re gonna scoot on over to the Central Library to catch the last day of the Julius [...]
2 Comments » - Posted in art, biking, movies by Will
Saturday, January 19th, 2008
Microfiction - 019/365
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Inspired By Actual Events
The brothers truly thought they could away with it. Despite the half-finished bottle of Smirnoff and the leftover weed recovered from their vehicle. Despite their ridiculous blood-alcohol levels. Despite the images stored on their phones first of Derrick throwing rocks at the animal, then of him taking their dare [...]
1 Comment » - Posted in fiction by Will
Saturday, January 19th, 2008
L.A. By Bike - Ballona Creek Bikeway
First of an occasional series of 60-second snips snapped from the saddle as I bike around Los Angeles for work or play. This one was made January 18 on my way to work along the Ballona Creek Bikeway between Overland Avenue and Sepulveda Boulevard.
No Comments » - Posted in biking by Will
Friday, January 18th, 2008
Microfiction - 018/365
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The Handoff
Claire didn’t see the bleeding man until he was upon her. The moment before his arrival she was just a tourist at the end of a wonderful day spent wandering around inside the magnificent walled city of Dubrovnik with a few minutes left before the last launch left port for [...]
No Comments » - Posted in fiction by Will
Friday, January 18th, 2008
Church On The Way
Biking to work on clear mornings I’m always warmed by the facade of this eastern facing church on 4th Street a block west of Vermont:
Though its shingle now reads Korean Philadelphia Presbyterian Church, the architectural details indicate it was originally built as a synagogue. A quick visit to the Big Orange Landmarks blog, verifies [...]
No Comments » - Posted in landmarks by Will
Thursday, January 17th, 2008
Lost
As a crier I run the gamut, from getting choked up at the slightest provocation to outright bawling. I am not ashamed of this. Susan can attest to my waterworks, from the hitch-n-sniffle resulting from a poignant moment on television to something bordering on insane, like when I basically cried through the entire performance of [...]
5 Comments » - Posted in disgraceful by Will
Thursday, January 17th, 2008
Microfiction - 017/365
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Countdown
So I asked him “Are you talking about the Taylor’s in La Canada?” And he snaps back with “No! I’m talking about the fucking Taylor’s in Koreatown, all right?”
And in the sudden awkward silence that immediately enclosed the entire table like a body bag that got me thinking no, it wasn’t [...]
No Comments » - Posted in fiction by Will
Wednesday, January 16th, 2008
Microfiction - 016/365
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The Murphy
The duplex on Wilton north of Beverly had one of those old-fashioned Murphy beds. Not the cheap ones that stored up behind the closed doors of a cabinet. No, this one was in the dining room and pivoted a full 180 degrees. Original equipment. When closed up and put away [...]
1 Comment » - Posted in fiction by Will
Tuesday, January 15th, 2008
Microfiction - 015/365
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Mutha
Mom heard the crying a couple seconds before Leigh came running in through the backdoor. She was heading straight for the stairs to her room but came to a complete stop before she was across the kitchen after mom intercepted her with a sharp “Hey!”
Leigh turned and faced her.
“What’s going on?” [...]
No Comments » - Posted in fiction by Will
Tuesday, January 15th, 2008
Strange Phrases
There was that time last winter when I called a reckless motorist a “12th-level jackass” without knowing what the hell that might have meant. Then there was the SUV driver this morning who turned left directly in front of me to enter an alley as I barreled down the slope of Redondo Boulevard approaching Pico [...]
