Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Pay the Writer Reprise

Los Angeles, CA

If you're not working hard to fulfill your dreams, then someone is paying you peanuts to fulfill theirs.This is why I prefer to work alone.

I'm not cut out for this corporate stuff...especially freelancing for big biz. I think it's time I go back to working solo.

Monday, January 25, 2016

Pay the Writer: 2016 Version

Los Angeles, CA

It's that time of year again! Chasing back pay from delinquent clients on some projects from last summer/fall. Having difficult and frustrating time getting paid and getting stonewalled by salaried employees who just don't get it.

I should have hired Harlan Ellison as my literary agent. He'd make sure I get paid...in full.

Monday, January 11, 2016

RIP David Bowie; Watch Bowie's Epic Dick Cavett Interview

Los Angeles, CA

Homeboy is lit to the tits. Epic performance by David Bowie and interview with Dick Cavett circa 1974.



Wednesday, January 06, 2016

NYC: Dogs vs. Rats

New York City

Vigilant pest control. Dog owners in NYC gather at night to lead hunting parties for rats. Seriously. Read all about... wild nights with rat-hunting dogs.

This is pretty crazy...but rats are everywhere. They should let dogs flush out rats in the subway tunnels. The running of the rabid dogs.

Friday, December 25, 2015

Merry Christmas 2015 and the Annual Re-Reading of Augie Wren's Christmas Story

New York City

I often like to break tradition, but every Christmas morning I do the same thing... get incredibly stoned to the bejesus. The second thing I do... is re-read Auggie Wren's Christmas Story.

I know, you're getting deja vu or pissed that I've become a lazy stoner who recycles content. But yeah if this story sounds familiar, it is because I pimp it out every December 25th. Or, if you are a fan of 90s indie cinema, you might have heard the monologue via the Brooklyn-centric film Smoke (directed by Wayne Wang).


Happy Christmas to your consumer-addled family members!


Thursday, December 24, 2015

Holiday Treat for All

New York City

On Christmas Eve and I'm sitting in shorts and a t-shirt because it's 70+ degrees in the Northeast.

So, here's a little something musical and the only decent modern Christmas song I've hear other than Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer...


Originally appeared on SNL in 2001....