Little Psychos

I carved a pumpkin for the first time in my adult life.  Felt pretty good about it.  That said pumpkin is already decayed and molded due to sweating-just-standing-here degree weather in October because THIS IS WHERE THE DEVIL LIVES.  Thank you, LA.  Alas, it's finally less than 100 degrees in LA and my sweet little... Continue Reading →

Nightmare on Detroit Street

It happened.  My worst nightmare.  That thing of urban legends - that irrational fear I have had ever since I was a child.  My hand was in the garbage disposal - oh you know where this is going - and it magically turned on.  It was off.  I made sure of it...three times...because I'm a... Continue Reading →

Up & Away

Happy day after Halloween.  Where are your pants?  I'm kidding.  To have lost your pants you would have actually had to have been wearing some.  Living in LA it's like - is that a costume or is that just you?  Are you even anything or is this just a tribute to your gym membership?  Do... Continue Reading →

Dresscode 10/31

I spent a handful of consecutive Halloweens being some sort of beat up athlete.  Every.single.year.  Black eye, bloody nose, the works.  Being sexy was the very last thing on my mind, mostly because my idea of sexy was somewhere between Princess Toadstool and Mia Hamm.  Which brings me to this week's rant on (mostly women's)... Continue Reading →

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