Hangover Tales and Other Stories of Import

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