Mentally & Physically Taxing

As you probably know if you’ve been reading my writingz with any regularity across the eight — count-em: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 — years that I’ve been a-bloggin’, I’m pretty much an open book. For gooder or badder I have little issue with sharing the highs, the lows and I’m pretty …

Dawgz On The Stairz

As our renovation project nears closer to completion (still some 3-5 weeks out), we’ve begun letting dogs Ranger and Shadow up into the second floor for lookabouts, and to get them more comfortable with the (still-unfinished) stairs. Ranger has the legs to allow a smoother more refined traversal, but Shadow with her stunted stems demonstrates …

Never Say Die

Back about a month and a half ago, I wrote “Cactus As Teacher,” a brief photo-post about the lessons in perseverence and resilience learned from a decrepit prickly pear cactus pad that was still managing to nourish five flourishing offspring sprouts even as it lay dying across the top of the fence separating our property …

Angels & Demons

Since I typically ride home from work after the main part of the so-called “rush hour,” whenever I deviate from that time frame I’m forced to remember that the streets of Los Angeles at 6:30 p.m. bear the burden of a far more selfish, impatient and less-accepting motorist than they do even as little as …

Pit Stop II

On the heels of last week’s “Pit Stop” in South Los Angeles while on the way to work, I had another last night coming home through the Crestview neighborhood near Venice and La Cienega boulevards — specifically under the 10 Freeway overpass. She was a big bold beauty. Had a collar but no tags. She …

Vending Vidi Vici

So the backstory is I dropped $1.40 on a Diet Pepsi from the vending machine, but the contraption is really basic and lame because it literally drops the bottles free-fall style down the front of the case. And this time the soda got wedged in near the bottom row. I went to get my camera …