People can be really fucked up. Yesterday I received a phone call from my friend Dan. He was beside himself. His dog had been stolen. Okay, that news is BAD. I mean who steals a dog? What kind of an a-hole would do that sort of thing? I'll tell you, but it ain't gonna make … Continue reading Woman steals dog from grieving man.
Once again, I find myself sitting in a hotel room, typing on my trusty iPad, reaching into the cosmos for the words to make sense of this weekend's journey. In celebration of my beloved sweetheart, Max Middleton's 63rd birthday on October 31, Halloween, Samhain, Day of the Dead, All Soul's Day, I am here to … Continue reading Can o’Max #4 – my journey continues
"Sell the damn thing. It's okay baby I don't need it where I am, I've got one that runs great!" That's what I hear him saying. It's just weeks before what would have been my beloved Max Middleton's 63rd birthday. He was a Halloween baby, the spook. I'm wondering if per chance he will show … Continue reading Honey, i sold your motorcycle.
Yo. Like I'm sitting In the chair at Capella Salon in Studio City and lookin @ my gray roots, as in hair, as in "What's with this shit, I'm so tired of spendin all my scratch on covering this perpetual patch." I say to my homegirl Jody Cherevka, aka L.A. stylist Extraordinaire. And she, in … Continue reading I’m Back…but things aren’t all Black & white…