As Seen This Morning

In what could become a regular feature here, I'm going to post a link to a set of pictures I took this morning. I just haven't had much to say lately, so don't be fooled by yesterday's ramblings about Domo-Kun. You can see what I saw at this Flickr set. Note that these were in … Continue reading As Seen This Morning

Selling Out in America

Target stores has always shad a knack for attracting celebrities to appear in their ads. During my brief employ at Target, no less than three commercials were shot at my store with Terri Garr, Shari Lewis and Lambchop, and one with some Spanish musician that I couldn't name. We also hosted an in-store book signing … Continue reading Selling Out in America

Seven Years Later

I haven't forgotten. Anthony is the only four-year-old fireman I know of. He calls himself "Fireman Anthony" and me "Fireman Daddy" and has a collection of toy firetrucks next to his bed, along with a real LAFD helmet his uncle got him. He keeps his fireman boots by the side of his bed like a … Continue reading Seven Years Later

One Year Later

Last night, Ann slapped me on the knee and reminded me of something I had forgotten about. “Hey, tomorrow will be one year since your operation!” Really? Already? Damn. Yes, if you can believe it or not, it has been one year since I went under the knife to have hernia repair surgery. (Well, technically … Continue reading One Year Later

Open Letter to an Angry Old Man

Hey, old man! Yeah, you over there with the onion on your belt and die-cut squaredancers sticker on the back window of your Chrysler New Yorker. What the fuck gives you the right to go spouting off at my wife after you poorly negotiated the right-of-way at a three-way stop in the Tall Mouse parking … Continue reading Open Letter to an Angry Old Man