Archive for January, 2008

Dust it Off and Donate- LA Residents

January 30, 2008

A fundraising garage sale supporting the ongoing efforts of Long Beach residents Matthew and Renae Kennedy realize their dream of adoption.
WHERE: THE SALE IS SCHEDULED FOR SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 16TH AT 225 W. 37TH ST. LONG BEACH. 90807 (CROSS ST. PACIFIC AVE.)
Matthew and Renae Kennedy continue their efforts to adopt beautiful Valeria, a Colombian girl [...]

You’ll Smell Me Coming

January 29, 2008

The only friend I have, Jasper Millseed used to ask me all the damn time how I could stand it.
“How can you work in that stench? The fucking pain and suffering of those bastards K-Rock- how can you see that shit all day, every day?” He would ask.
Now Jasper’s about as bright as [...]

Patty Francis Support day!!

January 29, 2008

Hello Friends and Fellow Artists,
Today’s blog is special and has one purpose–to help Patry Francis. On 1/29, myself and several hundred writers will be doing what we can to aid in selling and promoting her book The Liar’s Diary.
We have agreed to help because as we do this (and beyond 1/29), Patry will be [...]

Finding Religion

January 12, 2008

You would think someone in the situation Jenkins finds himself that he would go out and find himself some sort of religion. In my experience, that is what people do when they are wrapped in the clutches of peril or disaster. They call out to God as their head is pressed against the cold porcelain, [...]

Water, Women and Wine

January 10, 2008

“Billy…did you finish your homework yet?” I heard mom calling from inside the charred stink of the kitchen. The whole house still reeked from whatever she tried to cook for dinner and I was sitting on the couch, eating my P&J sandwich trying to watch the last few minutes of the Facts of Life. Trudy [...]

Peacocks Like Children Screaming

January 10, 2008

Donnie Durstin was a self-aware man. Everyone in the whole lazy town of Mezoolah knew it and was always saying things like, “That Donnie Durstin, he knows what he loves and why he loves it.” Or “Ole Donnie Durstin knows what’s what,” Which among the earth salting folks in Mezoolah was high praise indeed. And [...]