50 Crates of Grey

    Mister and I were recently at the home of friends. Their garage is a thing of beauty. It’s incredibly well-organized and each time I see it, I am overcome with healthy jealousy. I look at all their efforts…

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Heavy Weather

    I absolutely do not understand the weather lately. Many of my friends are experiencing swirling shit-storms and heavy pressure systems. One person after another seems to be getting caught unaware in a vortex of low, depressing gray. And…

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Ready to Party?

    It’s Cinco de Mayo, people. And for just about everybody and their cousins in my neck of the country, that means it’s time to party.   This particular “holiday” hasn’t grabbed me yet. I’m not terribly surprised, as…

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Uncle

    The other night, the ghetto birds were out in full force and were keeping me awake. (For those unfamiliar with L.A. slang, ghetto birds are police helicopters.) I got up a couple of times, over the course of…

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