Where do I BEGIN?? So I’m driving down Fairfax Sunday night, listening to the Boneyard, and the riff starts to sound pretty good.  I look down at the readout and see it’s BUCKCHERRY! I HATE Buckcherry.  It’s that lead singer with all the tattoos, never wearing a shirt.  But this riff, I’m digging it.  And […]

They were performing skateboard tricks I’d seen on ESPN but didn’t know the name of in the driveway right next to our table inside Slocum’s. Waiting for Felice at the bottom of Broadway Express, I started counting snowboarders and skiers.  It looked to me like skiing was making a comeback, but when I stopped my […]

The two guys in the jacuzzi came all the way from Boston. While most people are firing up the backyard barbecue and dipping their toes in the pool, we’re up here SKIING, at Mammoth Mountain. That’s why I live in California.  We’d cruise around the bare spots in Vermont, and if we were lucky, our […]

You know you come to the east coast and wonder why you ever left.  The effect wears off after a couple of days, and like Joni Mitchell you want to see the folks you dig, you want to kiss a Sunset pig, you want no rain and no humidity and you look forward to returning […]