Microfiction – 014/365

What is this about? This Old House Seems like there’s one in every neighborhood and childhood, right? The old house. Abandoned for as long as anyone knew. Overgrown and worn out and boarded up and empty save for the rumors that fill its dark and dusty rooms with any number of demons and terrors. Ours …

GPS Fever… Catch It!

So the magnet that triggers the sensor of my tried and true bike odometer broke when I tried to move it from one rim to another, but I’m not fretting because my baby hooked me up with a Garmin eTrex Vista for Christmas and I finally got around to mounting it to The Phoenix’s handlebars …

End Of An Era

  With 17 years in its location on Silver Lake Boulevard just north of Effie, The Back Door Bakery & Cafe was a neighborhood institution. Thanks to a heads-up from Sean Bonner about the place closing yesterday after being given 30 days notice to vacate by the building’s owner, Susan and I didn’t miss the …

Microfiction – 013/365

What is this about? Debt Collection No particulars — not yet at least. Suffice it to say I am not a good guy and I do not do good things, but because of that I am in demand. As such, I was contracted last week by a client to perform certain services, which were rendered …

The Pelican

Thanks to Elise Thompson over at LAist, yesterday I learned me a new limerick that’s 98 years old: The Pelican A wonderful bird is a pelican, His bill will hold more than his belican. He can take in his beak Food enough for a week; But I’m damned if I see how the helican. — …

Microfiction – 012/365

What is this about? Dead End Coming to as he was being wheeled through an emergency hospital corridor, the first thing Tim remembered was the last thing he thought of before the impact. He had thought of his best friend, of Nash, just prior to his dying. Prior to him red-lining his Suzuki, popping the …