this is a song about a super hero named mary

its not fair that the evil people in life appear more interesting than the good.

its not fair that the crappy parts of our lives get more press than the sweetness.

it sucks that the radio waves will forever be filled with victim songs of sorrow

and diary pages are loaded up with longing and sadness and fear.

the busblog has always tried to keep it positive, not because im so sticky sweet or optimistic or wonderful, its because i spent so much effort writing bitter sad scary poems that i found it a waste of time because evil begat evil.

which isnt to say that ridding myself of that bile wasnt helpful. any time you seriously can evacuate yourself from poison is a fruitful exercise, just beware of being in a constant mode of exorcism.

and it was hard. no doubt. this blog launched a month before 9/11, youre telling me it couldnt have easily developed into some negative paranoia of hate and deceit? of course it coulda. and it woulda been easy.

the lie is that easy is good. the fib is that its harder to change.

yes it would be slightly harder for me to go to the gym every day. but not that much more. this is hollywood, there could be worse places than being a single man in a hollywood gym filthy with aspiring model and actresses.

the fact that those types do nothing for me also shouldnt be a deterrent, for it would be easier for me, thus, to get my gym on.

hard is not that hard. change isnt that intense.

life isnt that long.

thats my problem with gyms. id like to live a little before i tap out. what good is spending so many hours in a gym? how come treadmills arent wired into the Grid? all the iron being pumped, wheres that energy going? thats my problem with it.

i got problems with everything. who doesnt. id love to write a book with all of them in there. then id like to burn em.

id like to drive around the country and go to book signings where afterwards we go out back and light em all on fire.

id call it bring marshmellows and it would start off with something like this is a song about a superhero named mary.

its official, the LA Times has the best heds in America

Headlines mean so much to a newspaper as for the most part people scan the heds and the pictures and read the captions on the photos before they dive into the stories.

Most people don’t realize that the writers rarely write the headlines, that duty goes to the Copy Editors. This morning our copy desk, for the second year in a row, won the top team headline prize from the American Copy Editors Society.

Here are some of their award-winning headlines:

Dave Bowman

In the
of tag,
he’s it

Street artist Mister Cartoon has found his scrawl space: movie
billboards, custom cars, video games. He gives them all ‘cred.’

Blake Hennon

The tie that binds them
Players from 1968’s Harvard-Yale classic, with its
29-29 final score, reminisce in a winning documentary.

Paul Ybarrondo

Two wings and a prayer
All 155 on board survive as jet loses power, lands in Hudson River

Laura Dominick

work if
you can
avoid it

The ‘funemployed’ — jobless, mostly single folks in their 20s and 30s — are opting to hit the beach instead of punch the clock.

Jennifer Karmon

Group of 20 summit may
give Obama 19 headaches

Dave Bowman

Pageant rocked on its high heels
Miss California USA organizers say Carrie Prejean
hijacked the event to spread her views on marriage.

Jennifer Karmon

off to

His concession on a public insurance option boosts
the chances for his overall healthcare effort.

Dave Bowman

A circuit
bard for

Computerese isn’t the only language in the capital of high tech.
Today, the ‘Hollywood for engineers’ unveils its first poet laureate.

Laura Dominick

Nevada is checking under the mattress for cash
A lawmaker wants to legalize brothels in Reno and Las Vegas.

Kevin Leung

Thanks, see you earlier, Leno says

Now go subscribe to the paper and support your local blog editor.

its not officially ask tony

but whatevs. Guest asks “how do i get Coachella VIP tix?”

coachella is fun, but its so much funner to pay twice as much and get to sit in the shade

and have access to a full cash bar, and drink and dance and pee next to celebs.

or just pose for pics with them

or tell them how much omg you love them and your mom loves them and omg

theres a few way to get the VIP wristband for around $300, but probably the safest is to get ur butt over to Glass House Records in Pomona.

if i were to go to coachella again, only way to fly is VIP.