More throat business. I dont know shit about my bike, and I certainly don't want to hear about yours. (Or how your wife made you get rid of it) Vitamin Shopppppe recognition! Positive restaurant reviews/experiences, whuuut!! Fuck paper straws. You have a better chance of getting a rapper to show up for a concert on time than you getting a fucking haircut at a corporate chain anymore. Suit woes, and mall anxiety. (FFS...) Unberable Weight Of Massive Talent review/walk out. Poor Sammy The Bull.
A Lukie complaining "perfect storm" at the DMV. Shocking news on the Chipotle front. I took a bullet; a MAGIC BULLET, LOLL!! Austin Butler in Heat 2? ("tWoOo?!") The Las Vegas shooting is the most flagrantly, sloppily, and inexplicably covered up event in United States history; "NBD!" (as the kids say) North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Mon-roe.
The little LA flourishes that make it such a delight to live here! Dubai? More like Du-BYE, to that opportunity. (Good job, dummy) Doing favors for people always ends up fucking you in the motion picture business, and I still do it. Underappreciated skill: traffic helicopter narrator guy. Eric Rocha at the West Covina Laugh Factory, and going to see "Casino" at the Aero theater.
The middle ages. The Normand conundrum. More like BOOO Detective. The politics of bush. Coalesce is back(?) The fall of Grimace. Bank Of America broke my heart.
Not Grateful for Larry's script. Shakedown at the DMV. What's the point of mall security guards? After the rain! A night at the Store, with Grimace. Thursday at the Observatory, the worst music venue in southern California
They say "the rain in Spain makes Lukie complain." Jacket fever. Dolemite Is My Name screening in Gardena, at the theater that's in the scene-a. Kickin it with Grimace. Love won and lost in LA.
A most unusual day in the city of Angels. Hot chick apocalypse. Leap year is gay. Starbucks oatmeal. Lenny Kravitz is lucky to be alive. The Door Guy show at the Comedy Store Friday night, and bittersweet reunion with thespian Scott Murphy, as we become the victims of more Los Angeles customer service ineptitude.
Complicated orange. Blueberry scamcakes. Mail-adjusted. The China(wo)man is the issue here. Another fulfulling and totally worthwhile Bumble date. The Donut King. 0 for 3 on "not weirdo/noisy neighbors" so far in 1.5 years of living here. My two cents on Taylor Swift and Travis Kelcie, I weigh in like everyone else-y. True Detective, Dark Country. (so far) Matthew Weiner head (apparently).
"The crossroads episode!" (I miss my uncle Charles, y'all) Fed Ex, bloody Fed Ex. Door Drash drama. $48 haircut. Mr Destiny as theft deterrent. New Studio A. The comedy show in Bellflower. One expensive Asian titty.
First mic (eh, dude-) of 2024 in the books, and boy it was a doosy! What an uplifting experience. Rest of the Buffalo trip wrap up, and ruminations on the guy that came up with the idea of the toilet seat disposable sheet covers.
Can you believe it...I got a cold! In Buffalo! Who saw this coming! (At least my grandpa guts have settled down) "City Services" showed up for that abused kid a couple episodes ago. The flight to JFK, New Years Eve and New Years Day. Walden Galleria Mall anxiety showdown. The Union/Integrity/Despair show, and a fully clothed escapade at a chick's house. (But I was inexplicably entertained by...wrestling??)
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