Site update (really really) coming soon...

It's been a long time in the works, but the site update is getting ready to roll out soon. Which means there WILL be:
1. New excerpts to read from the books-in-waiting
2. Message boards (including the return of interactive Haiku - and this time it won't go away)
3. More stories!
4. More fun!

Also coming soon... a new website all about how much the City of Los Angeles grows on you. And I don't mean that in a positive way. More of a fungal infection type way. A photographic/journalistic exploration of the many ways this city is just plain... stupid. And not stupid in that Republican talk radio "Land of Fruits and Nuts" way. Because that California doesn't really exist. This one is far more alluring, far more sinister, far more... I should write a book about it. A murder mystery book. But not a Dan Brown paint-by-numbers thriller kind of book. More of a repeated bad joke by proxy of layered bad analogy kind of book. (And you thought this wasn't going anywhere...) Where was I?

5. Pretty colors on the new website.
6. Sadly, the boys at World Power Wrestling never kept me updated on their whereabouts, so I have released my dominion over wpwluchalibre.com. You can still view my days of wrestling glory in the Lost Angeles section of the site, and I will present an archived version of the website as it was so you can think back on all of the days you spent watching Kid Omega, the Human Tornado, and El Genio. Or, you can look and ask yourself: who the Hell are Kid Omega, the Human Tornado, and El Genio? (Trust me, they all kick ass. Especially El Genio.)

Glass ketchup bottles are on their way out...

I'm not sure if anyone has heard of a lady who may or may not be involved in radio in Buellton, California, but we sure heard a lot from her. We had just ordered our food at Pea Soup Andersen's after a weary night sleeping in the car (150 miles of coastline and NOT ONE DAMN VACANCY at a hotel. NOT ONE. It's another post altogether...)

So we're just getting into our appetizers (bowls of split pea soup which were quite good, as pea soup goes) when we hear a lady behind us utter the phrase "The glass ketchup bottle in on it's way out...". She then proceeded to hold forth (And I timed this) for roughly 24 minutes uninterrupted about the night her husband (or somebody) told her this. This was followed by an accounting of the time she was at a carnival, and there was a man in a booth who could make ketchup pour easily from any kind of bottle, glass, plastic, short, tall, you name it. He taught her how to do it, and she impressed her friends at a barbecue. Then there was some stuff about how she got started in radio, and how she either now works, or used to work, or knows someone who started working at an Insurance company. And she made good money when she started, even though she didn't know what she was doing.

And her friend, the poor, polite, silently nodding thing, sat there the whole time and said not one word. Not even when the check came and they got up to leave. The radio lady never stopped speaking. Incredible.

I'm married! WHEE!

Just married and back from the honeymoon.
Now we have to clean house.
And then, sometime in August (I think), we'll be back to normal. As normal as LA gets...