198 second rule.

galleryrow: Definitely worth checking! ‘Nightfall’ is a three minute tour of light through the City of Angels.

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Got my car towed.

Why yes I did manage to get towed.  Embarrassing, I know.  I looked at the sign and it said no parking 9 AM to 12 PM Mondays.  Perfect, I thought, it’s already Monday night.  Somehow I managed to miss the far bigger sign, TOW AWAY ZONE, Monday through Friday, 7 AM to 9 AM.  I walked out to get my car at 8:40 AM.  I’ve felt like an amateur all day.  Oh yeah, the phone number listed on the sign to call in the event of towing? Disconnected.

So far, 2012 you are concerning me.

But, hey, here’s a silver lining.  When I picked up my car at the tow lot, I saw a slew of cars destroyed by the LA Arsonist.  Sucks for them but awesome for me that my car at least wasn’t burned alive AND I got to see the carnage.  Glad they caught that f****r.


Posted at 3:25pm


Why complicate life?

Why complicate life?

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Put these in your Spotify and smoke it…

NPR Music’s 50 Favorite Albums Of 2011

Recommended by NPR Music Staff

Adele, 21

Alexandre Tharaud, Scarlatti: Sonatas

Antlers, Burst Apart

Ashton Shepherd, Where Country Grows

Ballake Sissoko & Vincent Segal, Chamber Music

Beirut, The Rip Tide

Beyonce, 4

Bombino, Agadez

Bon Iver, Bon Iver, Bon Iver

Book Of Mormon, Cast Recording

Bright Eyes, The People’s Key

Brooklyn Rider Brooklyn Rider Plays Philip Glass

Captain Black Big Band, Captain Black Big Band

Civil Wars, Barton Hallow

Colin Stetson, New History Warfare, Vol. 2: Judges

Cormorant, Dwellings

Davila 666, Tan Bajo

Demdike Stare, Tryptych

Donnacha Dennehy, Gra Agus Bas

Ebene Quartet, Fiction

Eric Church, Chief

Frank Ocean, Nostalgia, Ultra

Fucked Up, David Comes To Life

Girl In A Coma, Exits And All The Rest

Glenn Jones, The Wanting

Gretchen Parlato, The Lost And Found

James Blake, James Blake

Joseph Calleja, The Maltese Tenor (Decca)

Julianna Barwick, The Magic Place

June Tabor, Ashore

Kendrick Lamar, Section.80

King Creosote & Jon Hopkins, Diamond Mine

La Vida Boheme, Nuestra

London Philharmonic Orchestra, Symphony 2 (Mahler, Jurowski)

Los Rakas, Chancletas Y Camiseta Bordada

Miguel Zenon, Alma Adentro: The Puerto Rican Songbook

PJ Harvey, Let England Shake

Radiohead, King Of Limbs

Roots, undun

Shabazz Palaces, Black Up

Sonny Rollins, Road Shows Vol 2

St. Vincent, Strange Mercy

STS, The Illustrious

Tim Hecker, Ravedeath, 1972

Tom Waits, Bad As Me

Tommy Guerrero, Lifeboats & Follies

tUnE-yArDs, w h o k i l l

Wilco, The Whole Love

Wye Oak, Civilian


Posted at 11:06pm


Hike Beachwood Canyon

I’ve wanted to do this for some time and I think is just the push I needed.  So, thank you, LA Times.


Distance: 4 miles

Duration: 1.5 hours

Difficulty: 3

Transportation: Beachwood Canyon DASH bus. Ample free street parking.

This is a brisk city walk with a country feeling, starting high in Hollywood’s Beachwood Canyon and climbing almost to the base of the Hollywood sign. Along the way are fantastic views of the Hollywood Reservoir, some famous homes and a visit to some of the area’s secret public staircases

And THIS is at the top?! Done.

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Words to live by.

Words to live by.

Posted at 2:44pm


The Big Lebowski Challenge

We’ve been talking about this a longer than five seconds, but it finally happened.

The Big Lebowski Challenge is a simple game wherein you follow the Dude’s lead throughout a viewing of The Big Lebowski. When the Dude drinks a White Russian, so do you. When he smokes a J, light it up.  Is he drinking an oat soda?  There better be a beer in your hand.  This Saturday, twelve of us got together and took on The Big Lebowski Challenge.

After a little research into the rules (easy as they are) we compiled a grocery list and went to Ralph’s, though a check for 69 cents was not written, sadly.  For your challenge, here’s our list of required items:

  • Half & Half (full disclosure: we substituted 2% lactose-free milk. I mean, no need to poke the bear, we were about to drink 12 or so White Russians. Also, purists may want to get some non-dairy creamer too, for the occasional “Caucasian”.)
  • Kahlua, 2 bottles
  • Vodka, 1 handle of Tito’s
  • 3oz dental cups - you know, the kind you gargle and spit when getting your teeth cleaned.  The come in 150 ct. packs, which is good.
  • Beer, aka Oat Soda and get at least 24 of ‘em.
  • Ice
  • Medical Marijuana*, because you that’s illegal and you shouldn’t be smoking it for fun, ok?
  • Rolling Papers*

*Not available at Ralph’s.

Someone had the brilliant idea to make White Russian shooters for logistical let alone health reasons.  Trust me, this is the way to go.  Mix equal parts vodka and kahlua filling a large pitcher 2/3 of the way to the top.  Stir and toss that concoction into the fridge (or freezer if time is short).  When it comes time to start dishing out the shooters add ice and creamer to fill the pitcher and stir - world’s biggest White Russian?  Now take out those odd little dentist cups and line up a lot of them.  Pour your milkshake-like beverage into the cups and when the Dude drinks his White Russian, abide.  White Russian Count: 9-12

Pro Tip: Roll your joints ahead of the challenge too. You’ll quickly notice that despite how many times you’ve seen this movie the White Russians and joints will sneak up on you.  Joint Count: 5

Beer worked well as a side beverage throughout the movie.  What cotton mouth?  Don’t forget to finish it when the Dude drinks one.  These come up first, fast and often.  Oat Soda Count:  Unknown

For an added layer of authenticity, pickup some bowling alley inspired cuisine - pizza, hot pretzels, pigs in a blanket - because food WILL help.

Good luck, friends.  Dude responsibly.

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Bacon Flavored Vodka Bloody Mary-s

Five second ruled: These are meant for Sundays. Source: Cassie


Posted at 1:09am


"language"  for the love it!

No longer shall I be a pedant showing off my “own ‘superior’ knowledge of how language should be.

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Dispatch ‘ed to the Greek

Tickets or GTFO

March of 1999 ushered the beginnings of a personal musical enlightenment, my own Spring Awakening.  There was a so called battle of the bands that showcased young musicians from neighboring schools in our performing arts center.  I’d love to report that I know all this because I was there for the music, there to showoff my ax wielding skills or drumstick fury, but I’m quite sure I was there for a girl.  What I remember most about that fine evening, was the winning act’s ridiculous cover of Rage Againsts The Machine’s “Killing in the name of.."  In fact, it was so good I wanted to go watch the winner’s play again, when, as a result of their victory, they open for an up-and-coming act called, One Fell Swoop.

If memory serves, it was in the gym of Catonsville Community College.  I recall feeling like an adult, going to a concert with a date, playing it cool like I’d been doing this my whole life, all fifteen years of it.  So the band I came to see might have been good, but as soon as One Fell Swoop came on, the story quickly became about them. Who is this band?  What is this folk-reggae-rock thing blasting off in my ears?  Is this what MUSIC is?  I was changed, a new man, with newly minted sense of musical bliss.  They sounded to my ears then much like the looked like last night at LA’s Greek Theater:

I suppose up until that point I basically listened to whatever my older brother liked or whatever was on the radio and thus the mouths of classmates.  But now everything was different.  Sure, this band occasionally sounds like Sublime so isn’t exactly revolutionary in sound, but I had discovered these guys (me!).  There were mine and that ownership inspired exploration.

I saw One Fell Swoop, or now for some time due to long past legal reasons more commonly known as, Dispatch, last night at the Greek.  Honestly, when I noticed they were playing in LA I didn’t believe.  It might have been 3 AM and I might have been a little drunk when I bought those tickets, but the novelty alone was worth it.  Moreover, I hadn’t seen Dispatch since that first night of discovery, more than twelve years ago.  Seeing them again explains so much.  

It hadn’t occurred to me before last night, but Dispatch likely directly impacted my taste in music in some of my more formative years.  Would I attribute my love of world music acts like Thievery Corporation, Manu Chao and the Gypsy Kings to Dispatch?  Probably, yes.

The 90s folk rock thing isn’t really for me anymore, but Dispatch’s bongos, congos and worldly vocals were just outstanding last night.  My favorite song, Elias, closed the evening but, yes LA, Flying Horses was epic.

Perhaps I’ll stick to buying tickets past last call from now on..


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