Street Seen: Venice Boulevard

Owing to my understanding that an untouched mural can be a fleeting thing and my new year’s resolution not to put off until later what one can do now, I stopped meaning to stop and snap this yesterday  and instead did (click to quadruplify): In the lower right looks to be the artist’s name and …

Microfiction – 036/365

What is this about? Endless Loop “This is the White House, how may I direct your call.” “I’d like to speak to the president.” “One moment, sir. I’ll connect you.” “You’ve reached the White House, how may I direct your call.” “I’m calling to speak to the president.” “The president?” “Yes.” “The. President.” “Of the …

Ready To Roll

With the news today that the brakes I ordered won’t even ship until Wednesday at the earliest but very likely Friday, I decided I couldn’t wait no more and so went to work moving the Tektro calipers off my Giant roadie and onto the new ride, then made a late night trip to Orange 20 …

Microfiction – 35/365

What is this about? The Dust Bunnies Jessica’s parakeet vanished a week after the vacuum cleaner broke, but her parents just could not see the connection. Mom and dad, sure that Sunny had either escaped out of her bedroom window (the one Jess was always being warned to keep closed), or had been killed and …

The Happiest Place On Earth / There Might Be Giants!

Gorgeous tulips on Main Street. (click to quadruplify) Disneyland was magically delicious. Sure it was wet and gray, but it was a wonderful experience. It took us an unheard of straight-shot 30 minutes to go from our Silver Lake garage to their Anaheim garage (a monstrocity that did not exist when I was last there …

Microfiction – 034/365

What is this about? Speed When James was a boy he was faster than a speeding jet.  It’s true. Never lost a race. Not once. And there were plenty. He was nine at the time and lived in a mid-Wilshire area building whose apartments faced each other across a narrow courtyard that ran from the …