Post-Walk/Game/Fireworks Report

Click to quadruplize, of course I don’t fancy myself a sports reporter, and I certainly try not to kick a person when they’re down, but in regards to the game Susan and I walked to and from last night things were going relatively well for Dodger pitcher Mark Hendrickson and his team through the fifth …

A-HAAAAA!!

Caught you! You lousy… paper… thieving… Cat?! Alas, after putting out the decoy paper this neighborhood feline proved to have the most interest of any of the parade of beings that my surveillance camera caught passing by between about 8:30 p.m. last night and a little after 9 a.m. this morning. The switch-and-bait manuever occured …

The Secret Garden

I first learned about the art garden of Silver Lake’s Alberto Hernandez when I read about it in the L.A. Weekly back in 2004 and then again in an L.A. Times feature that came out around the time of Quinceañera last year thanks to the garden’s use as a location in that film. After seeing …

Fool Me Twice, Shame On Me

Last Sunday morning, whoever the putrescent scumbag was didn’t actually steal the entire L.A. Times, just broke into the pocket containing two freebie razors that were part of promo package in which the paper was wrapped. Upon discovering the break-in I shrugged and let it go not only because at least the bastards left the …

Micheltorena Steps — 6:11 a.m.

Now that daybreak is coming early again, Susan and I have reinitiated our 1.3-mile dawn patrols these past two mornings, ascending the Music Box Steps and descending those from the Micheltorena ridge back down to Sunset Boulevard, like so:

The Decline & Fall Of Roam

One of my daily must-see sites Boing Boing has linked to an excellent article in London’s Daily Mail newspaper that explores how drastically less free-range we’ve allowed our children to become, as parents and guardians and technology restrict them to perimeters much tighter than their own when they were young. When George Thomas was eight …