Tomorrow I’m going to give the annual Fargo Street Hill Climb a try for the first time. I’ve known about it since the late ’80s when it was called the Fargo Street Turkey Shoot, but I never felt compelled to participate in the bike ride up one of the steepest streets in Los Angeles until …
The “Vons Debacle” not withstanding, I had a pretty errand-filled day and while I didn’t get new shocks on my truck (not for lack of trying; my mechanic was short personnel today and told me to come back Monday) and left the long-overdue vacuuming to tomorrow (when Susan’s at the salon and the cat’s are …
Dear Vons: Two weeks ago while checking out, I was given what amounts to an IOU from the cashier for two admissions to the new Ice Age movie. I was given the IOU instead of the actual tickets because the store had not yet received its allotment at that time. I was told to bring …
It took awhile, but I finally culled stills from the DV footage I captured during Sunday’s Acura LA Bike Tour before the cam’s battery crapped out 95 minutes into the oft-delayed and disappointing ride around town. They can be viewed here.
I’ve been on an instant oatmeal kick for breakfast this week. I started off plain with a little milk and brown suger and quickly graduated to adding raisins and a banana and a vanilla yogurt. Yesterday and today I’ve locked onto a mash-up that just works: 1 packet of instant oatmeal nuked with a half-cup …
Such a strong compulsion to write hasn’t happened before or since. It was the summer of 1982 and everything had gone wrong. I’d somehow managed to graduate high school, but not much more than a month later was locked up at the Beverly Hills jail, arrested for assault with a deadly weapon. In the incident’s …
Well no shit. But in regards to terrorism and me personally, the world has never been the same since I was introduced to the word and its horror via the massacre of Israeli athletes at the 1972 Summer Olympics in Munich. I can remember being eight years old and watching the games with my friend …