She was scrunching her eyes, so cutely, trying to see if the pattern was what she thought. Black hair perfectly askew. Red fingernails clinking crystal stemwear holding the last of a fabulous red from Vosne-Romanee. The sulfites and whatnot. She came in closer, scrunched eyes and whatnot. “Are those…” “Yes” I cut her off. “They [...]

11:12 am Apr 14, 2010
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NEW POST!!! War is Heaven pt 2 – Chas Smith

6:33 pm Mar 26, 2010
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The flight to Lisbon always takes a touch longer than it should. It starts, like all, in the cursed transportation security administration line. Snaking, weaving, winding. Not moving. But the worst part? Women in sweat pants shoving sweaty Crocs into plastic tubs. X-ray bound. And men in zip-off pants. Travel used to be sex. It [...]

5:24 pm Mar 3, 2010
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I sometimes love and want to not surf. When the skies open up, in Los Angeles, and pour down their fury, filling the Pacific with toxins. And I sit sipping café au lait at Café Tropical, in Silver Lake, feeling like a surfer (because I surfed yesterday) and looking like a surfer (because my face [...]

12:00 pm Feb 23, 2010
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