It’s after midnight. Restless. Maybe it’s the biz trip I leave for early Wednesday morning to Charlotte for four days. Maybe it’s some residual over-thinking about a couple aspects of my behavior on what was an otherwise awesome bike ride upupup essentially to Descanso Gardens then back down to Eagle Rock around to Highland Park …
As I do around the beginning of every new year, I dutifully trundle our Christmas tree to the city’s treecycling station set up at the L.A. Zoo where I drop it off (along with however many other curb-side discards I can pile into the bed of my truck, which in regards to this year was …
The satellite radio scene got bumped to a bigger blip on the radar in large part because of the announcement this week that the Justice Department’s anti-trust busters have given the proposed $4.6-billion merger of Sirius and XM corporations a hearty thumbs-up. Chances are this doesn’t mean much to most people who receive their radiowaves …
It’s amazing how 10 pounds of rice and 10 pounds of beans can fill up a backpack. I’ve had these foodstuffs for several weeks, but the Burrito Project I’ve been involved with went dormant after I bought them. With intentions expressed toward getting the Hollywood Burrito Project going again next week, I hauled these a …
No photos or videos to illustrate this morning’s tardish behavior, sorry. Just words, and I’ll try to keep those to a minimum, too (yeah, that’ll be the day). So I’m biking in to work today as I’ve now done every consecutive workday since March 10 and 17 out of 19 total workdays this wonderful month …
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On occasion I’ll look out the window of my south facing office and find something clinging to the outside of the glass. Such was the case this afternoon of what I’ll guess was a yellow jacket catching a respite (click to triplitize):