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Glad to Never Have Known You
2008-05-22 16:18:00 To the guy who messed up my morning commute: Never mind that you caused freeway traffic to come to a complete standstill. Never mind that hundreds of people, myself included, lost precious hours of our lives in a frustrating, road-rage inducing traffic jam. That’s life in the big city. We’ll get over the lost time. Forget the ... More About: Glad
Stop the Drama
2008-04-07 11:04:00 That was a real stupid thing you did to your wrist, kid. If you really wanted to kill yourself, you would have run the blade lengthwise inside your forearm. Instead, you cut across the wrist and instead of dying, all you did was make a mess. Because you’re not on the midnight train to the big ... More About: Drama , Stop
Drama Free Update
2008-03-24 10:22:00 Sorry for the lack of updates. There’s no excuse for the neglect, but I have my reasons. The details will bore you, so I won’t keep running my mouth. Overtime at my regular job. Moonlighting to supplement my income. A new relationship. Don’t get me wrong. I still love to write. But I love spending time with ... More About: Drama , Free , Update
The Tear-Stained Shoulder of a Sap
2008-03-05 11:35:00 She was 17, dating some punk of the same age. The punk had a short rap sheet of petty crimes and criminal acts of idiocy. Typical adolescent bad boy attraction. Rebellion against an inattentive father. Her story: they argued. He punched her three times in the face and kicked her in the gut. She ran ... More About: Tear
Righteous Shooting
2008-02-19 14:11:00 Recently, I was asked for my thoughts on the death of a young man named Mike Cho. Cho was gunned down by police officers in La Habra, Calif. The only information I had at that time was that Cho made an attempt to strike the cops with a tire iron prior to his expiration. It sounded ... More About: Shooting
Bottom Feeder
2008-02-15 19:10:00 I sat in the van. Watched. Waited for something to happen. Hoped for the big fish. Spent hours observing the bottom feeders of a concrete ecosystem duck in and out of alleys and side streets. Nothing but the passing of tweakers, bums and the occasional street whore. Three o’clock. No one on the street but a ... More About: Feeder , Bottom
Gunshot Wound
2008-02-13 01:52:00 Hip hop night. Closing time. On a hip hop night, shit always hit the fan at closing time. Knuckleheads who couldn’t get into the club loitered across the street. Punks without a post-club coital encounter turned into parking lot pimps. Idiots drunk, high or a combination of both. Dumbfucks with guns. I stood my post at ...
Lesson Unlearned
2008-01-31 02:03:00 Jack’s rap sheet was a resume of stupidity: a few petty thefts, several residential burglaries, and the occasional trespass. Highlighting his stupidity was a conviction for punching a cop while being arrested for jerking off in public. Why little Jill married a bona fide shitbird was a mystery to most, but the reason was blatantly ... More About: Lesson
Fooled into Fatherhood
2008-01-27 00:04:00 Jim’s divorce was the best thing that could have happened to him. The only problem was that he still had feelings for The Ex. Two years after they parted ways, Jim bumped into The Ex at his favorite watering hole. She struck up a conversation. He was receptive. They left the bar together, rekindled an ... More About: Fatherhood
Three?s a Crowd
2008-01-16 17:58:00 Mary’s studio apartment. Quarter to three. Diagonal shadows from venetian blinds pinned us to her bed. She lay next to me. Tense. Frigid. She was expecting something. Or someone. A silhouette of a man broke the striped pattern covering us. Someone outside. I asked, “Expecting company?” She slowly, silently, shook her head. A lie. Knuckles tapped glass. ... More About: Crowd
War Stories
2008-01-12 02:21:00 Here are some true stories from around the State of California and beyond. I didn’t write ?em, but I know you’ll get a kick out of reading ?em. Thinking Ahead A Gardena police officer had detained a man for loitering when the man said, “Quick, read me my rights.” “Why?” inquired the officer. “Because I have a ... More About: Stories
Lights Out
2008-01-07 21:58:00 It was another busy night for the car prowler. He slowly cruised through residential neighborhoods, looking for cars owned by fools naive enough to leave their goodies on their dashboards or seats. His modus operandi was simple: smash and grab. He used a punch tool to silently shatter car windows, and his mitts to grab ... More About: Lights
Happy New Year!
2008-01-02 08:48:00 Happy New Year ! This is an old photo I took around this time, back home, years ago. I wish I could have been there last night. It would have been more fun than being in jail. More About: Happy , Happy New Year
Feliz Navidad
2007-12-27 21:11:00 He sat in front of his television, watching old reruns. He held his grandfather’s old .45 revolver across his lap, thinking of the vicious ex-wife. She had an army of shyster vultures trying to pick away at everything he owned. I’ll be damed if that lousy bitch gets a fucking dime, he thought, as canned laughter ... More About: Feliz Navidad
Merry Christmas!
2007-12-25 07:55:00 Merry Christmas ! Forget all the blinking lights and fancy ribbons on your Christmas tree. This tree is, by far, the coolest Christmas tree I’ve seen in my entire life. The ornaments include empty cans of Olde English 800 (and other brands of beer preferred by the homeless population), discarded food packaging and handwritten signs typically ... More About: Merry Christmas , Merry
Dead and Forgotten
2007-12-20 21:47:00 The deceased was a 29-year-old aspiring actress. Her killer was a deadly combination of liquor, illegal narcotics, prescription pills and poor judgment. She fell asleep in her lover’s arms, and never woke up. But he did–with his arm underneath her stiff, lifeless body. After the distraught lover was removed from his high rise condo, the coroner ... More About: Dead , Forgotten
Bag Lady
2007-12-12 09:02:00 Five shopping carts containing numerous plastic bags filled with garbage. As long as these things don’t block foot traffic, nobody cares. More About: Lady
Callousness
2007-12-08 09:00:00 Ten minutes until opening time. I took my post at the front door of the nightclub. The ropes weren’t even set up yet and the line stretched down to the end of the block. A guy was sitting on the sidewalk curb in front of me, blood leaking from his head. He looked Cambodian. Maybe ... More About: Allo
Nipped in the Bud
2007-12-04 09:40:00 Closing time. I sat at the bar, sipping my scotch, waiting for security to get all the drunks out of the club. My head was somewhere up in the stale cigarette smoke, which lingered near the ceiling like fog. She approached me from behind, stood at my side and playfully nudged my shoulder with hers. ...
Semper Fi, Doc
2007-11-30 08:00:00 It’s been almost forty years since the old man in the wheelchair was a young sailor. Way back when, he bled and dodged bullets in some Southeast Asian jungle, in a country he hadn’t even heard of before enlisting in the United States Navy. As a young sailor, he thought he’d be on some ship far ...
No Money, No Honey
2007-11-24 09:01:00 Lola was a porn star turned single mom. Baby’s daddy was a three-strike loser who took up residence at San Quentin before Lola gave birth. For the sake of the child, she gave up porn, crossed two state lines and landed a gig as a stripper at a topless club just up the highway from ... More About: Money , Honey
Chronic Public Inebriant
2007-11-20 09:01:00 Most transients have at least a piece of cardboard to use as a mattress. This bum was so out of it that he passed out without his. But no one seemed to care since he was on a sidewalk with very little foot traffic. More About: Public
Blog of the Day
2007-11-16 18:01:00 The kind folks over at FuelMyBlog have awarded me their prestigious “Blog of the Day” award. It looks like they’re based in the UK, which means because of the time difference between here and there, my day might be up pretty soon. So take a look while you can. This free sticker could be yours! Because I’m ...
Love Ain?t Cheap
2007-11-15 08:47:00 As I made my rounds through the nightclub, I spotted an off-duty cop by the name of Pete sitting at a booth near the main bar. Sitting opposite Pete was a guy I’d never seen before. Pete saw me and waved me over. I took a seat next to Pete, who introduced me to his ... More About: Love , Cheap
Rolled Up
2007-11-13 06:00:00 In the urban jungle, people get rolled up for as little as a few bucks or some spare change. Most of the time, no one really cares.
Imminent Collision
2007-11-09 07:41:00 I sat at a booth near the dance floor, watching the crowd. A club chick sat next to me with her legs on my lap. She was a Saturday night regular who liked to cling to me and give me updates to her life story every weekend. Most of the time, she talked about her boyfriend–some ... More About: Collision
Death by Oil Change
2007-11-02 08:14:00 The decedent was lying on the ground, not far from the exact place of his expiration. Paramedics pronounced him dead at scene, placed him on top of a white sheet belly up and then wrapped it over him. He was a fat man, and the sheet wasn’t big enough to cover him completely. Most of his ... More About: Change , Death , Chang , Chan
It?s Cheaper to Keep Her
2007-10-27 18:06:00 Jack caught up with me at the usual watering hole. It wasn’t the classiest of joints, but the drinks were stiff and it didn’t cost an arm or a leg to get juiced. As an added bonus, none of my nightclub regulars frequented the place. I could drink anonymously, without distraction. “How was your trip?” ...
Sneaky Sodomy
2007-10-22 11:32:00 It was not unusual for Sleepy to drink himself into a drunken stupor, and then pass out. He couldn’t help himself. The liquor numbed him to the fact that he would have been better off as an abortion. But the one thing that the liquor couldn’t numb was the incessant pain in his rectum. Strange, this ... More About: Sneaky
This Seat?s Taken
More articles from this author:2007-10-18 05:40:00 I sat in the VIP room, smoking a cigarette, sipping my scotch, engaging in meaningless conversation with a table full of drunks. Some chick took a seat on my lap as if it was reserved just for her. “Do I know you?” I asked with a smile. “No, but I know you,” she replied, gracefully removing ... More About: Seat 1, 2 |
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