Adulthood, peak of what we did not yet know would be the first dot-com boom, living on the edge of an ocean my 24/7 job crisscrossing the country hardly afforded me time to see, I hopped a last-minute flight to join friends in Thailand, ferried to Koh-Phi-Phi, an island in the...
I hopped in a taxi, and we took off for Grand Central Station. We were driving in the right lane when, all of a sudden, a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his brakes, skidded, and missed the other car’s back end by just...
Brandy and I had been talking about the usual random insignificant crap, like that Brandy likes to read with the showFriendson in the background so she feels like she’s reading in a coffee shop, and the fact that the entire left side of my body is smaller than the right. But...
As with the previous morning, I hopped out of bed and did some stretches and lunges before throwing on pants, a blazer, and the shirt I bought the night before at SuperTarget. While I lamented the small selection of breakfast foods at the TownePlace Suites, I was ecstatic at the selection...
Scooted to Villeneuve Loubet and then hopped on a Velo Bleu to Nice. Stopped along the way for a dip in the Sea. We don’t get awesome waves on the Cap like they do in Nice. The beaches were actually surprisingly empty for a Sunday in August. ...
I had to do an Irish exit. If I didn’t, I think I’d still be there trying to say goodbye. When I hopped in my car I saw something I never saw before. The Baker Hotel was not only lit up, but lights were on in windows. For all the years I’ve lived in Mineral Wells and...
Many miles after leaving Managuan we spotted a family building this structure along the completely desolate, and still horrible, road. We hopped out to ask what they were doing and were told it is going to be a cafeteria. To me this is one of the exciting signs that capitalism is coming...
Iceage came onto Slowdown Jr.’s stage Friday night with angry/pouty frontman Elias Bender Rønnenfelt looking pissed off, but purely in a theatrical sense. As the band corked into their first song, Rønnenfelt hopped off the stage and snatched a poor young lady’s cellphone right out of...
(WITH A CHAIN SAW) the man’s profile into a slab of tree. It took about 20 or 30 minutes to complete the carving, and then Glen charred the portrait with a propane torch, and he let the subject help with that part, too. He advised the subject to lightly sand the portrait once ...
I think some people who romanticize Old Hollywood as devoid of remakes and unoriginality don’t realize that remaking hits was a thing as far back as the silent era or that film studios hopped on trends all the time. I think the remake tendency has just gotten more obnoxious in the last...