One of the gourds Susan brought home from the store this past weekend had a nick in it, and sure enough, by this morning that superficial cut had turned into a super squishy infection, requiring immediate and major surgery if there was to be any chance of it taking its place on the front steps …
When last seen, our annual Halloween frontyard spookification featured little more than our graveyard. In the days since I’ve been adding other evildoers one by one and here’s where things stand at present (click to montsterize):
I may have a green thumb in the backyard, but this time of year out in front of the house the digit is aaaaaall black, as evidenced by this year’s earlier-than-usual crop of ghouls I just finished planting in the ivy. Six feet under, of course (click to biggify). Typically I wait until the week …
This time of year I can usually count on finding the occasional one maybe two dead bees in the vicinity of the patio table, but this morning the number of corpses (11 seen below, 17 total) concentrated in such a small area represented a cataclysmic and enigmatic die-off as far as our backyard is concerned: …
For the fifth consecutive year, I’ve gotten up early the day before the annual Los Angeles River Ride and with my friend Stephen Roullier pedaled out to the Los Angeles River Center from Echo Park where we joined some like-minded volunteer route markers to help organizer Colin Bogart mark the overall route from Griffith Park …
You say you’ve got a hankerin’ for a nine-minute timelapse Memorial Day vidclip of 30-miles worth of urban cycling from Silver Lake to Westwood’s National Cemetery and back — augmented rockingly from start to finish by “If I Leave This World Tomorrow,” an absolutely jamtastic blues number from Glenn Kaiser (sorry if the tune’s not …
Y’can’t Touch This: Hammock Time 2011 — Straight Outta The Basement Tour Let the reclination projects… begin!