Posts Tagged ‘Los Angeles’

Sunday at the Getty Center

Sunday at the Getty Center

Dames and Drinks the Best of 2011

Dames and Drinks the Best of 2011

It ain’t over till the sexy lady sips her Manhattan, Holy Headbuzz Batman! was it a good year for dames I’ll never see again and drinks I will remember for the rest of my life. The list of new bars on the map is a long one: New Orleans’ Checkpoint Charlies. San Antonio’s Esquire Tavern. [...]


Chinatown

Chinatown

“It is not a very fragrant world, but it is the world you live in, and certain writers with tough minds and a cool spirit of detachment can make very interesting and even amusing patterns out of it. It is not funny that a man should be killed, but it is sometimes funny that he [...]


In the Rare Air – L.A. by Chopper

In the Rare Air – L.A. by Chopper

Jack Bauer can do it with his eyes closed, TC from Magnum P.I. makes it look easy, Murdock on The A-Team was supposedly insane and he could do it, yet flying a helicopter is anything but easy. Once you get up there, over all the little two-legged ants running around their infernal mazes in gas-guzzling [...]


Dreaming of Laos

Dreaming of Laos

So, here I am, saying all these things about how I love LA, how I hate LA, how I am obsessed by the Ocean and the Desert and all the in-between that makes there there, that makes it here inside me at the same time and how I”ll never come back. Yet by saying that, [...]


Love of Country, Love of Nothing

Love of Country, Love of Nothing

Something started me thinking about my roots, about where I come from, about my homeland, and how desolate the feeling is between what I think and the reality which lives so far from me. I don”t know when the last time I talked to a Californian. Someone who knows what it means to drive the [...]


Dim Sum Dreams

I have dreams about Dim Sum sometimes, strange L.A. Chinatown fantasies with roasted ducks hanging in steamed windows and big oak tree butcher blocks worn smooth and bowled in the center from years of cleaving and carving, back tables behind secret doors, huge lazy susans revolving egg drop soups and wontons past immaculate jade green [...]