So amazingly I find myself heading to the bar and ordering a Corona. Between zero and zero I had to round up and arrived at…
My editor calls me into his office. I’m unfazed. “Reynaldo Casagrande, as I live and breathe.” “That’s not my name and you have a new…
#10: the Starbucks at 1999 Avenue of the Stars and Constellation–Century City I know, I know. Have you ever seen anything so arrogantly futuristic? 1999…
I look in my coffee and what do I see, I see double-0-5 tryin’ to piss on me. Not a great year for me folks….
Faithful readers. I write you from the abyss. Correct. Pico and Robertson. A sensational Starbucks with an arcing window gleams on the intersection like the smile of an oil baron. Everyone is vivid today. It looks as if scissors had cut people from the sidewalk. These machines streak the streets and strange wheels twist the arms of the people inside. I bought a magazine called Life that had an article on jazz.
