Winceañeara
Susan and I watched “Quinceañeara” over the weekend. The tiny indie film that garnered critical acclaim and some good buzz after it won awards at Sundance is centered in Echo Park, and I’d very much been looking forward to it mainly for the reason that I’d heard our neighboring hood to the east was so …
The Not-So-Best-Laid Plans
Agh. So yesterday I was half-assedly plotting my two-wheeled to-and-from commute for this morning — and I got up early enough to do so — but I’ll probably hold off until next week and try to get my shit together enough to mass transit myself there and back instead. Today would’ve been the best day …
Super Sunday!
There’s some sort of sporting event that happens today. I may have to check it out and see what all the fuss is all about. But in the meantime, with Los Angeles basking in 80-plus degree temps and under crispity clear skies, I hauled myself the camera and the tripod up on the roof to …
Rollin’ Rollin’ Rollin’
So with a five-mile errand run Thursday and a 31.5-mile night ride yesterday, in the first two days of February I’ve accumulated more than half the paltry 64 miles I pedaled in all of January. Certainly 64 miles is more than some people bike in a year — even perhaps a lifetime — but that …
Apparently “Ed” Was Wrong
Couple-three weeks ago you might recall I hauled my buddypal “Ed” out of the shadows of trollville and introduced him to whoever seven of you happened to be reading my blog that day. If you don’t want to click that link I’ll just nutshell it for you: I wrote a sneering post in response to …
Cell Out
Growing up if there was one writer whose new releases I waited for with practically rabid anticipation, it was Stephen King. Richard Adams’ “Watership Down” might be my favorite book, and one that I read even before I’d heard of anything by King, but subsequent Adams tales that I consumed such as “Shardik” and “The …