White Trash Plaster Patch

There are things that come part and parcel with living in an old house. There’s cool stuff like learning during a routine repair job yesterday that the locks on the bedroom door are 118 years old. And not so cool stuff, like a few months ago when I was getting a closer look at the …

Good Lord

I had high hopes for “Saving Grace,” the new series starring Holly Hunter that debuted on the AMC channel yesterday. I also had high hopes for “Mad Men,” which began last week. I’m disappointed with both, but it’s Holly’s that’s the biggest folly. Right out of the gate it’s title should’ve been a big old …

A Way Back Machine

I don’t know how I failed to see this when I first extracted this lock from the bedroom door some months ago to successfully fix it so the door would actually latch for as long as Susan had owned the house, but when she notified me that the lock began not latching again last night …

Random Question

What is the derivation of RIP? Does it stem from a diehard tradition from back in the day when newspage space was at a premium and obituary typesetters were always looking to save a little time? Maybe so, or maybe there’s a better reason but in this online day and age, why after a deceased’s …

It All Comes Together

Oh hell, let’s not wait until the polls close: today’s ride as a complete success. There were a couple of flats, no one got hurt and my haphazard and ranging fact-delivery about the L.A. River didn’t bore anyone of the 25-30 in attendance to tears… at least not outward ones. I did go off on …

I Am Not An Expert

I don’t want to think tooooooo large a turnout but each time we do one of these IAAL•MAF spinvitational rides (like we’re doing tomorrow on the L.A. River departing Travel Town at 12:30 p.m. in case you haven’t heard) I always think the response won’t be so much and my conservative estimation is usually way …

Have Fun Out There. Bike

click to triplify These campaign bills were pasted up along Manzanita between Sunset and Santa Monica and while on my way to the library (and Scoops) this afternoon I had to stop and juxtapose my own favorite form of transport among the kind Jeep would rather have you drive.