Post 9/2

What more? And Why Not?

Ever wondered what a view of DTLA looks like from a $10,000,000 house? I don’t anymore. And neither should you. Lifestyles of . . .

Full-length post intentions.

Solo-serving the overnight stage production crew at midnight The Hollywood Bowl Breakfast Burrito Bonanza brings out the best in them. And has me working until 1 in the am. Life unrolls in spectacular fashion sometimes. I love face tattoos. Only some guys can wear them.

I leave on Wednesday for New Mexico. I think my brain is subconsciously saving words for the desert. In case I happen to stumble upon a dead goat skin. The positive reaction I get from the letters I string together defies my expectations.

That’s why I quit the expectation game. It’s truly Zero-Zero-Sum. Just think about it. EXPECTATIONS. Elf never said that was a fun word to say! Neither do I. It sucks the soul of me. It should you as well. Francisco is way funner to say.

Not too long here as I prepare to hit the road. Since I’ve never done this before, you, my rabid readers and faithful followers will be the destination. Keeping the old cliché It’s the Journey, Not the Destination in mind drives home the point.

Look for some timing changes as the road unrolls before me. Monday will see a post.

After that, let me check the wind.

Ric