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Chalk it up to a gradual cultural apathy that grows with age, a soul-numbing breakup, or the fact that I spent the last six months listening to nothing but Springsteen, but there’s little doubt in my mind that I discovered less new music in 2011 than in recent years. Thankfully, a deluge . . . → Read More: 16 Days Into 2012, Procrastinator Announces Favorite Albums of 2011  Less than a week into 2011, I was over it. I wanted out. I wanted 2012. Well, here we are. January was rocky, at best. I found myself constantly dwelling on abandonment issues I didn’t even know I had. My best friend/roommate had moved up north and my girlfriend had been off on her . . . → Read More: My Year in Exile 
It’s Saturday night, and my best friend and I kick things off by smoking a bowl in his parents’ backyard— because since high school, on through college and into adulthood, that’s how most good nights start. (And bad nights, and mediocre nights, and nights when I wake up at 4 the following morning on . . . → Read More: Shroomin’ at My Reunion  Don't forget to dangle the grandkids near an open oven this Thanksgiving! (Preheat to 350.) Thanksgiving has always been my favorite holiday. (Especially since 1990, when I learned at the age of 7 that my birthday was not officially recognized as a holiday by the Santa Monica-Malibu Unified School District.) Growing up . . . → Read More: Giving Thanks (‘Cause Baby, I’m a Giver)  Where were you that fateful Monday morning when it all came tumbling down? No, not 9/11. That was a Tuesday. Anyone else feel blindsided? If you’re anything like me (or just gainfully employed), you probably started this workweek hunched over your desk, shaking off the cobwebs of yet another Halloweekend, reminiscing fondly on a . . . → Read More: LOL. |
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