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It’s February 4th, assholes. Do you still actually think the city garbage men are going to pick up your Christmas tree?
Let’s see… there have been about ten or twelve garbage pick-ups since New Years, and for some darned reason they’ve ignored your discarded tree every time. Oh wait—I know: it’s because they don’t pick up Christmas trees! Read the rest of this entry »
You know, just… pop it in the mail slot.
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Tags: innuendo, LA, names, photos, San Fernando Valley, slang, words
I like CVS. The one near my new apartment even has an Rx counter with a drive-thru window. Like most any Angeleno, I feel instant affection for any merchant that allows me to patronize their store without exiting my car. Plus, you gotta admire their self-sustaining marketing strategy. Supply and demand is for amateurs—these guys are rockin’ some cause and effect. Check it out:
Darn it. If I’d been paying attention I could have saved $5 when I bought¹ $20 or more of Halloween candy.
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¹ Yes, that’s right: $5, and one pronoun. Look at the flyer again.
Tags: big business, candy, consumerism, CVS, diabetes, grammar, Halloween, irony, LA, me
I just noticed that the regular view of my area on Google Maps now shows property lines:
Maybe only map nerds like me get excited about the rollout of this kind of feature. Frankly, I’m not even sure what utility it has for a normal Google Maps user. The nearest thing I can think of at the moment is perhaps for increased specificity in giving directions, as in, “It’s the fifth house on the right.” Or something like this… Read the rest of this entry »
Tags: geekiness, Google Maps, LA, maps, words
It was on August 3, 2000 that my (then) wife spotted Bella trotting into an intersection. As the stoplight turned green, signaling the waiting traffic to proceed forward toward the hapless little stray, my ex rushed out into the open space and waved her arms at the cars to urge them to wait. The stack of cars balked, grudgingly — this being Los Angeles, where even momentary impediments to traffic are greeted with disproportionate ire, and more specifically East L.A., where stray dogs are a dime a dozen.
“C’m'ere, doggie! C’m'ere!” she urged.
The skinny little pup turned and trotted straight toward the invitation, tail wagging. She clearly lacked the skittish trepidation of the average street cur. She reached my ex, who had retreated to the sidewalk and crouched down to receive her. Just as she still does today, the dog we would call Bella took immediate advantage of this access to a human lap and commenced giving dog kisses.
Loaded into the back seat of her rescuer’s ‘88 VW Fox, the gray mongrel lay down as though she’d just run a marathon. Read the rest of this entry »
Tags: Bella, Colorado State University, dogs, Dr. Chris Orton, LA, me, parvo, veterinarians
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