What Lies Beneath

Early on into last night’s weekly bike boogie my crap pre-ride eating habits (or rather lack-of-eating habits) caught up with me and my blood/sugar level nosedived only a couple miles into the 17-miler that took us throught the dankiest and stankiest parts of Vernon, Maywood, and other parts previously unexplored. Plus I was an idiot …

Yep We’re Gentrifyin’

Could Susan and I have been painted with a more precise brush? In a sidebar to David Zanhiser’s reportedly exhaustive and outstanding piece on gentrification in this week’s L.A. Weekly (I’ve yet to read it) we get pegged on of all things… subtrim: Subtrim.When a newly purchased house gets painted, some exacting buyers go the …

The Joys Of Webcamming

I got my hair cut today. Other than come home and rinse it out, I had no idea how severely short it now is until I saw an older webcam snap from earlier today. So I promptly assumed as similar a post and did a before-and after: Feels about five pounds lighter.

Well Lookee What I Found!

Despite my efforts I could uncover neither the original column nor the photograph assignment referenced in the previous post. But I did find this long-lost relic of me and Sparkletts Water making friends in Atwater Village on my route back in 1990, taken by a customer of mine on Brunswick just south of Los Feliz …

Best Of The Worst

With the pending release of a new video game called Bad Day L.A. in which the city gets tsunami’d, earthquaked, meteor’d along with other natural and unnatural disasters, Mack Reed over at L.A. Voice is echoing L.A. City Nerd in wondering and cataloguing what’s perhaps the definitive worst day in L.A.’s history. From my perspective …

The Great Escaper

I’ve been feeling guilty about Buster the tortoise who hasn’t gotten near enough porch/outdoor time this summer. What with our vacation and now painting the house (and the fact that frankly Buster’s low-maintenance aspects make it easy to forget about her) she just hasn’t gotten out and about all that often of late. So yesterday …