Meet Catty Cakes, who drinks her lunch and loves her grandpa.
He started a sonic revolution, cheering on batters with the indecipherable growl of an abandoned dog.
“The cure for anything is salt water": Gloom till noon, sun by 1.
Lovers don’t really come alive till they’re kissed, and so it is with California
Yep, that’s an In-N-Out burger. Yep, I made it at home. My greatest influence as a writer? Calvin & Hobbes. Like them, my cheeky goal is to make language “a complete impediment to understanding.” You know, like Twitter. That’s why I continue to verb some nouns and noun some verbs. Soon, I also hope to … Continue reading Carpe Eat ‘Em
I couldn’t resist brushing my thumb against the softness of her brow. Next to hers, my skin looks like Russian farm land.
I write for moms and dads who love being called “Coach.”
Such a weekend we just celebrated in LA, full of sin and dishonor, two qualities that also make special our little village by the sea.
Their final season: Grant Wood should paint it. Wordsworth should caption it…something about soothing thoughts and primal sympathies.
A Realtor friend says that Angelina Jolie is looking for a place in the Pasadena area, over near where Meryl Streep lives. I told my friend: “That seems silly. Why doesn’t she just move in with us?”