The rest is just chaos and ad-libbing.
SoCal Edition
Or: Never Judge a Chicken by The Newspaper It Reads.
A love story.
Made in Montana for Venice.
A Hinano Installment
Or: How I learn to not even attempt to control my animal.
Get some.
There are so many ways to begin this story; I could start with the relentless and cruel winter that just won’t end and how in the morning…
The strange effect of suicide.
Or: Goodbye to the Bay
A Drunk on the Bus™ Incident
A (very) ongoing series.
Or: Make Promises, Not Resolutions
Bartenders of my time, a (very) ongoing series.
The Family Roll I Married a southern girl. The “Mid South” as they call it down there, my wife is from northern Mississippi, about 30…
A Fictional Series of Stories based on Actual Events
Or: We All Get “High” (7000 feet up!) and End Up Eating at Every Restaurant in Town
Or: Where I Do My Best to Convince You to Come Visit or Better
There’s always the story everyone has tucked away.
A mini-foodiography
Hands down, the best way to get to work.
Or: Sunshine on a Sunny But Shitty Day
It’s my lunch time-which, because of my weird schedule, usually fluctuates between 5:30 and 6 PM-and I need air.
Finding Creative Ways to Deal with the Inevitable
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