went to the dodger game and it made me anti capitalist

everything about it was a feeding frenzy of greed

tickets: $60 each, parking $30 a car, beer $18, hot dog $7, margarita $30.

ads everywhere. pitch clock fully enabled so kids KIDS will get lured in somehow

lured in to what? im fucking old and i cant afford a $30 shitty ass marg at the game – hows a kid gonna do it?

kids get paid like $10 an hour if they’re LUCKY – they gotta work 3 hours just to park at the fucking joint?

todays my day off, i shouldnt be groucy

interviewed a guy today

who when the deal was over and i was putting the mics away

he said i forgot to tell you i cut off my brothers dick

was i nervous about going to this guys house before i got there?


i have had a good life.

this blog only tells a fraction of it.

i have had a fantastic, unbelievable, astonishing at times ride

even now i get paid to drive people around this beautiful city

and sometimes i get to write about rock concerts

i make my own hours, get high every night, and write and write and write.

and when someone brings their dog into my car i tell em we have to take a picture

whats yr dogs name

and i almost always forget.

ive got no right to be scared of shit.