Saturday, December 31, 2011

Friday, December 30, 2011

NEW YEARS 2012


The kind of party I would love to be at; sans the suicide attempt.

Happy New Year.

Thursday, December 29, 2011

CRYPTOZOOLOGY


Once you've been exposed, is it possible to claim elusiveness?

The Yeti, Nessie, and the Jersey Devil seem to have more in common than priding themselves as fugitive:

They just don't want to be bothered.

I admire that.


Monday, December 26, 2011

WEST HOLLYWOOD XMAS 2.0

Dear Angelicas,

Thank you for your gracious Christmas cheer, great conversation and clam sauce linguini.

And many thanks for the world on top of my wine bottle.


Sunday, December 25, 2011

ORANGE COUNTY CHRISTMAS



First stop, Robert Lane to visit the Troemels.

Virginia got a red bathrobe. Buzz had several large glasses of egg nog. Merlin ate all the fruitcake I couldn't finish. Then we decorated the tree.

Virginia's advice for the night was to stay young as long as possible. I told her I would try my best.

Next stop, West Malvern Ave to visit The Fierros and Henigmans.

The Misfit Toys joined us for post-brunch Mimosas on the dining room table.



Friday, December 23, 2011

MISTLETOE

From me to you:

WOOD BE NICE



Time to catch up.

Normally I would do this over a cup of coffee, but there’s a distance too great that makes a quick rendezvous impossible.

That’s the trouble with LA.

I am constantly reaching back into my mind; two, three, fours years into the vault. I recently thought about what it would feel like to be a hardwood floor.

There are things to consider:

I could creak,

Maybe I’d leak.

I could be varnished,

More than likely tarnished.

Would I be scratched,

Or bi-annually waxed.

Lindenwood or Basswood.

Walnut or Fir

Things to think about…

* * *

There is an apartment in Little Italy with beautiful birch floors. When the bells of the Most Precious Blood rang the toll would reverberate off the floors and red brick. They would travel into my ear canal and wake me.

One morning I slipped on the wood. I slid out of the bedroom, right through the kitchen, down three flights of stairs and out onto Mulberry Street. Luckily my physical injuries were minor.

Socks are a hardwood floor’s worst enemy.

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

BACK(ON)TRACK



Indeed it's been some time since I have taken this blog for a walk.

But now since my new site has launched, and I'm fairly settled here, it's time to get back on track.

Yesterday was Disneyland. For the Christmas season, please enjoy the slippery stylings of Jack.

Happy Holidays.