Category Archives: L.A.

Ersatz

Who needs to go all the way to Xi’an when you can find terracotta warriors right outside of P.F. Chang’s?  

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Trainwreck

The movie we saw, not the evening. Saw the awesome Apatow/Schumer movie TRAINWRECK with my dearest of USC film school friends, Debbie & Jim.

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Idiot

In my favorite William Gibson novel, PATTERN RECOGNITION, he posits that jet lag is actually one’s soul being “reeled in on some ghostly umbilical down the vanished wake of the plane” because souls “can’t move that quickly, and are left … Continue reading

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Max

Finally got a chance to see MAD MAX: FURY ROAD.  Simply the most insane stunt movie of all time. Also, took me an hour and a half to finally recognize that the character Nux was played by Nicholas Hoult.

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Burbank

My 老家 (“hometown” or literally “old family”.) A town so dull that it was named not after semi-famous naturalist Luther Burbank but after not-at-all famous dentist David Burbank.  A town so dull that comedian Taylor Negron once quipped “Burbank makes … Continue reading

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Physics

 This was the sticker on the dash of my rental car.  Has smoking become so rare in L.A. that people have forgotten how smoke works?

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Dirt

And speaking of Mark McGrath, this poster confronted me at a Burbank bus stop. W.T.Fuck? Now, I happen to have seen DEUCE BIGALOW 2: EUROPEAN GIGOLO in Amsterdam with a Dutch audience and it brought down the house.  So, I … Continue reading

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California

California, here we come.  Right back where we started from. I was kind of hoping this was the song that would greet me when I got off the plane at LAX.  Alas, this was what was actually playing on the P.A. … Continue reading

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Autochthonous

On my last night in L.A., I dropped off my rental car and got a ride to the LAX Marriott.  The kid driving the shuttle van was named Clinton.  (Oh, and if you were having a kid in the 90s … Continue reading

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Flensing

I’ve been slowly flensing away my possessions in preparation for moving.  My high school guitar & amp.  My scuba gear.  My fencing equipment.  But, strangely, my bow & arrows were the most emotional to give up. I left them by … Continue reading

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