Is it me or is coming home to find packages on your front porch seriously underrated? It elicits the kind of glee you felt as youngster on Christmas morning. Life’s little pleasures are what keeps us going.
Done with my tennis lesson, two bacon wrapped hotdogs, getting ready to catch up on Euphoria and Friends & Neighbors. Is this a great country or what?!
They say you can’t go home again, but I dropped a friend off at the Mulholland tennis club and childhood memories flooded my brain as I walked around the place. Of course I had to drive the two blocks to my childhood home. It looks radically different now but it’s still the place that formed me. Anyone who’s made this journey knows exactly how I felt.
Fellow citizens. Lamenting the fact that you missed another Coachella? I have an answer for us who are too lazy to drag our butts out to the desert… NEIGHBORCHELLA!! Invite your cool neighbors over, live stream the concert on YouTube and jam to the rockin’ performances as you dance in the dorky way you do when no one‘s watching. Throw in a sporadic sip of adult libation to loosen up your inhibitions. Thanks Lizzy bear for attending the first annual Neighborchella. Hopefully it will become a national event.
Cosmic bummer. The world officially sucks when you get a flat tire on the corner of Woodman and Terra Bella has anyone else on this planet ever heard of Terra Bella Street? You’re officially in the boonies when you’re somewhere between Panorama City and Arleta. Why does the world come down on a young brotha just frolicking through the pasture, out to get some Thai food?.
Hanging out at the Blue Dog Beer Tavern with my partner in crime, Lizzy Bear and new buddy Brandon. Nothing like having a watering hole walking distance from the house.
