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  • March 22, 2015

    Hey world. It’s been a very long, and very stressful, and very depressing weekend. So I’m not going to waste your time bitching about it. Here’s your mix tape. RULES for uninitiated noobs: I give birth to a weekly Mix Tape to be deposited on your iPods or Zunes or Kingklangs or whatever the industry is currently pushing on you. Sometimes there will be […]

  • March 15, 2015

    It’s been unseasonably warm in Los Angeles for the past few days. Like, low-90s with some humidity, at least during the middle of this past week. I guess the result has been a lot of drinking – you know, to keep cool – and of course regular functions like running and sleeping were made difficult. Today was the L.A. Marathon and I have to admit […]

  • March 8, 2015

    Sorry it’s been a while. Apparently this site got hacked, although since I have no readers I doubt any of you noticed. After receiving an e-mail from my hosting service that there was a malicious file uploaded to my server I had to spend maybe twenty minutes fixing the problem. This is after a day or two of drunkenly ignoring the e-mail and debating […]

  • March 1, 2015

    I’m not a line person. And by that I mean I’m not the type of person who will stand in line for an event…pretty much for any reason whatsoever. When I was younger and I wanted to stand in the front row at a Smashing Pumpkins show or a Weezer show I would line up hours before events. I once left my hometown to […]

  • February 22, 2015

    Well, weren’t those Oscars something? No? Oh, okay. Never mind then. In all honesty, though, I’ve seen most of this year’s nominees and my predictions were pretty far off. I guess, in the major categories, my votes would have gone to Patricia Arquette (if only because she was in True Romance, one of the greatest films of all time – and also because of that […]

  • February 17, 2015

    I was having a conversation with someone the other night and, in the middle of hearing a story, my mind started to wonder. I wish I could remember what my friend was talking about, but in that moment — I guess — I could have cared less. No, in that moment my mind was far, far away from whatever I was supposed to be […]

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