It’s Saturday morning, and the rain is coming down in buckets. As the alarm bleeps at 6, I know someone in Malibu is losing his cliff side house to a mud slide, and I can hear the lawn sing for joy as it gets a long, tasty drink of water. […]
A few weeks ago, as the house woke up from the aftermath of the previous night’s mad grilling action, there was quite a queue for the shower. Leo emerged from the bathroom, his mighty dreads wrapped up on a towel, and I stood in the hall in my pj’s, still […]
Well. I’ve had some interesting evenings at O’Brien’s before. I got drunk for the first time at that pub: Jason Brown’s big brother led us on a bar crawl, and we wound up camping out there for most of the night. He insisted we get shots of Goldschlager (and, man, […]
The worst part is when you realize that you have to turn parts of you off. I don’t care who you are, but that’s about as close to death as I want to get.
Wrong, wrong, wrong! The secret to life is not I repeat not going to come in the form of prepackaged, glossy-paged, up-from-the-heart-of-a-paid-columnist blurbs. You thought you’d find it all in the advice column? Go to the end of the line!
Something else I wrote once: “Privacy is the soil in which love grows.” Today, I will add to that: “Outside friendship, however, is the water and sunlight.”
Every now and then, I write something so brilliant that it blows my mind. Most of the day, I sit at my desk, and all I can think is “Meowmeowmeowmeow…” over and over again. And then something will cut through all of that, like a forty megawatt laser through blueberry […]