Join Us on the Road
The Connoisseurs' Gasoline and Coffee Fund
Leaving Tina’s house tonight, I walked through a spiderweb and nearly started to panic.
“It’s not very pretty,” she says. “My entire house is out on my porch. Take a picture of the roses. They used to look really nice.”
A fitness trainer talks about memories, intimacy, and a trip to Mexico.
It smells like the inside of a discount fare airplane.
The Project progresses: I brought home a truck last week.
A graphic designer talks about restaurant work, true love, and being a maverick.
Oh, God, I want to talk to someone. I want to talk to somebody so bad.
Wally looked me up this week and said we should go meet his publisher friend, who lives in the far eastern wilds of Descanso. Read more