My late Grandfather was for some reason proud to be a Clevelander. One of his daughter’s proudly lived in Los Angeles. Everytime there was some sort of California-centric disaster (quake, flood, drought, fire, riot), he’d call her, make sure she was alright and mockingly say, “But it’s warm!”
You can’t go wrong watching any of Bruce Lee’s completed films, and I have a special place in my heart for Rob Cohen’s Dragon, which posits Lee’s life had it resembled something as exciting as one of his films (and maybe it did), but for anyone really interested in the man as an intellectual of …
Jesus, I hate to care about politics. Only a couple hours over gasping at the 500 Billion we’ve spent on the Iraq war, I go pick up a copy of USA Today (for the crossword and the Gossip Girl article), and I see that we’re estimating that this morass will cost us 1.9 trillion more …
