Category: LA Living
Vaseline. Alley. Riding. Carrots.
Not too sure what a typical Valentine’s Day consists of… Bed. Breakfast. Chocolates. Flowers. Wining. Dining. Whining. Drunk. Lingerie. Hip hip hooray? Not too sure. Mine was similar enough to that. Ish. Kind of. Not at all. More like a typical Sunday. Back in the pre-cave days. Hand bags. Man bags. Russian. Riding. Chinese. Haggling.READ MORE
The Ungrateful Living
Haven’t blogaruu’d for a few days. Withdrawal symptoms. Pretty sure it’s being keeping you awake at night as well. Wondering why so. Pretty sure. Pre-tty sure. Sure. Not writing for more than two days kind of gets me a tad freaked though. Use it or you may just lose it. Or some gibberish like that.READ MORE
The Royal Rambles
Texts. Wonderful little things. If for no other reason than keeping a timeline. Remind you of certain things. Blurry events. Shorter form of the blogaruu to be true. Which my memory would be completely lost without. Unfortunately. If a few days go by. Without blogging on. Particularly when a fair old whack has gone on.READ MORE
Enough Talk, More Music!!!
Hibernation is over. Feel like a born again bear. Pretty funking good weekend so far. One day to go. Just about to start a longer blogaruu. Had a quick bowl of hungover porridge first. Mighty bowl. Reminded me. All about the bowls today. Super on. Day for boozing. C’mon whoever it is that’s playing! 2-1 allREAD MORE
Oh! Or. Gee?
To be true, as of late, things, have been, quiet. Event wise. On the blog. A lot of rambling. Buckets of sludge. Dished out from my marsh. Struggles. Wading. Writing. Blog wise. Quiet. Life wise. Quite. Literally. Quiet. Having moved into my new apartment over the weekend, I was greeted by something strange. A chasmREAD MORE
Gazing With Boars
Without really realising it, it went from being Friday, to being Tuesday. You could say the past few days have been a bit of a daze. You could. But not really true. More that I’ve just been in a daze. For the past few days. I know why too. But I’ll get back to that.READ MORE
Enough Talk, More Music!!!
Currently. Sitting on a wooden step. Top of my stairs. Trying in vain to watch the tie breaker between Federer and Murray. Keep losing the wireless signal. My house is a skeletor. Bare. Empty. Nada. Moving apartments this weekend. I move tomorrow. Travel light. Two suitcases. A desk. My roommate has everything else. Moved toREAD MORE
Simple… Steak. Or. Salmon?
One recent day, I realised something of insignificant importance. As in very little. Especially when you go day to day. If I was to go year to year, however, it might be something. Either way, I suppose, nonetheless, a thing of some note. Roughly, it’s been about one year since I set off on myREAD MORE
Dirty Old Hunt
Few times I’ve swung the other way. Recently, however, all women. Personal preference. Lifestyle choice. Things change though. Pressured back into it. Necessity. Crept up on me. Otherwise. Could end up on the streets. Wandering. Homeless. Bum. Bite the bullet. Trawled. Creeped. Pounded. Knocked. Grilled. Interrogated. Stripped bare. Hollow. At least I found somewhere toREAD MORE
Land Of Perplexion
Recently I’ve been asked to do a couple of articles for Irish publications of various sorts. Big shot. Huge. Ape. Massive. All asking for the same angle. Life in L.A. Along with a few photos. No worries. Jot down a few adventures. Shillings. Hook me up. Not realising that they all actually meant something else.READ MORE
