Sunday means weigh-in day. And hot damn if the scale didn’t register another five-pound drop putting me only five away from my first stage goal. If you’d told me I’d be removing 25 pounds in a mere nine weeks I woulda laughed with length and loudness. As I stand now at… 235 …the only component …
So yesterday I braved the bad weather and cowered from my common sense and included myself in the two-year birthday celebration for the Midnight Ridazz. I was joined by Mack Reed of L.A. Voice and we both went the route’s 12.6-mile distance ultimately soaked to the skin and borderline frostbitten in places but without insult …
Coming home from mom’s in Burbank yesterday I took the standard route home: Golden State Freeway to Fletcher to Silver Lake Boulevard. After making the right onto the last thoroughfare and getting up to the reservoir, I find in my rearview mirror from out of nowhere a spiffy new champagne-colored sports sedan right on my …
Went over to mother’s pad today to help her move a piece of furniture and go through a stack of old albums of my deceased stepfather’s that she thought I might be interested in bringing home. There was some cool stuff. Old oldies of “Fats” Waller and Louie Armstrong and Jimmy Durante and Earl Hines …
I’ll keep it simple… mostly. With the new streamlined computer came the need to streamline the workspace. In a nutshell, that meant losing not only the old eMac, but the PowerMac 7600 that I kept around just for old time’s sake. That also meant getting rid of the improvised desk that was basically a slab …
So you may have slogged through my nervous breakdown post last week in which I went to Fry’s Electronics store in Burbank and left with a hard drive and the voice of Steve Jobs in my head, all but doomed to get me some iMac goodness because my nearly four-year-old eMac is, well, just a …
Not that I have anything new to add to all the chatter about last night’s Academy Awards, but I don’t know if it could’ve been any more boring. My main reason for watching — Jon Stewart — was an abject disappointment. Not even a third of the way through his opening monologue I knew we …