Come Feel Me Tremble
A few hours after the East Coast earthquake last week, we had an earthquake. It was small, only a 3.6, but I think it was a karma quake for laughing. The next morning, there was another 3.6. A few days ago, there was a 2.9. Nothing, barely noticeable. Earthquakes are nothing new for California, in fact, in my two decades of inhabiting this state, it’s something I have come to judge. Even the...
A Prozac Prescription and an E-Meter
Growing up in the South Park generation, I, like many of my contemporaries, have had the privilege of being somewhat familiar with concepts that may have escaped the preceding generations. By this, I obviously mean Scientology. I guess, per my father, Scientology was well known in Los Angeles in the seventies and eighties, where he was attending college. He even had a friend who sold her car in...
Please Tell Me I Was Not Like That in High School:...
I thought maybe since it’s been a while since I’ve written on here, I thought I’d give some commentary on the two shows I went to this week. Saturday night I saw Twin Sister at the Clift Hotel and last night I saw Bright Eyes at the Fox Theatre in Oakland. Saturday started like any other Saturday. After a night of avoiding men wearing grills in the Richmond, I reluctantly...
Behind Enemy Lines: Los Angeles
Oh, Los Angeles, how you baffle me. Really, I’m quite confused by your existence, which is strange since I am no stranger to your city limits. Right now, I’m sitting in the Tower Bar of the Sunset Tower Hotel (fuck yeah, I’m on my MacBook. I’m a guest of this hotel, as far as I’m concerned, I can do whatever the hell I want. Also, I’m in a secluded spot, no one can really see me, or be bothered...
Et Cum Spiritu Tuo!
Note: This was posted a few weeks ago on another blogging platform. As all good (and bad) Catholic girls know, Wednesday is Ash Wednesday, the beginning of the Lenten Season. I’ll say this right off the bat, I’m not very religious. I’m the epitome of the two-day Catholic. Although, I suppose with Ash Wednesday, that would make three. Anyway, for some reason, I’ve always liked Lent. Even from a...
The Romantic Egoist
I have a Facebook. I have a Tumblr. However, it appears these two outlets have not provided me with enough self-indulgent, web-based publishing space. I told myself I wouldn’t do it, but alas! I’m here. I have justified this addition to my online life by realizing that I don’t have the time that I did in high school to just write. I was always on the newspaper or in a creative writing class, so...