You should have seen this woman. You wouldn’t have believed it. I didn’t believe it at first. But this is Los Angeles; the entire economy hinges on a collective suspension of disbelief. I was on my way to meet an old friend for lunch in Santa Monica. There’s no easy way to get to Santa [...]
Which horizontal surface should I nap on today? The choices are overwhelming.
My next-door neighbor singing in the shower. Dude just needs to stop.
For finishing off a fifth of Bacardi. In three hours.
Send me email suggesting alternative ways to cure my constipation.
Suggest that, silly rabbit, Trix are for kids. Leave the fucking rabbit out of this.