Superbowl? What Superbowl? Rain? What rain? Susan and I are on a mission to answer the hours-old question: “How many people on the day of the biggest sports and television event of the year and in decidedly uninviting meteorological conditions go to freakin’ Disneyland!?” Se ya on the other side!
It seems as if I’ve been freelancing in various capacities for the L.A. Times for the last couple months, as an agent, writer and photographer — not that I’ve gotten paid for any of those efforts. First I was contacted to recommend a bicycle advocate who might be available to write a brief op-ed piece …
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What is this about? Saturday Night Special, Part II (Part I is here) So left I went onto 7th almost laying down the bike before coming out of the turn when my eyes found the coyote, two blocks away standing almost casually in the middle of the street, panting out of the sides of its …
As is occasionally the case, something I bought thinking it would work… didn’t. In this case it was the brakes. I ordered up a pair of old school Diacompe 750 center-pulls but the reach of the brake pad arms is too long and beyond the rim walls. As is also the case things work …
Previously seen around these here parts during the wetter winters of 2005 and 2006, last year’s dry conditions led the northern flickers to go noticeably absent perhaps in search of damper digs. This morning one signaled their return with its shrill call from somewhere up in the neighbors camphor tree that overhangs into our front …
What is this about? La Cienega Toady remembered the first time he’d come down to the river’s edge. It was back when he was in fifth grade and he was with his first volunteer big brother — Greg, a law student at UCLA. Growing up westside one didn’t get many opportunities to see the L.A. …