motor mouth speedway

every now and then my man Gregory Vaine and I will take a long walk around Griffith Park and talk about this and that

yesterday was a long one i didnt expect. his beautiful wife molly invited me to try a chicken sandwich from nearby Dune

at first i declined because i had already feared i had talked Gregs ear off, but its very hard for this Black man to refuse a new fried chicken joint.

so we all talked for 3 hours or so about such a wide range of topics it’s ridiculous

i wish there was a term for the condition it is when you have a really good time with long time friends

but when you get home your internal monologue lists all the terrible things you said and how they probably negatively fell into the ears of the generous guests.

i learned some things last night im still chewing on.

one was the concept of a Thruple.

a Couple with a third person.

that might even be more challenging to juggle than a simple relationship, but what if it’s easier?

what if three incomes make it easier to have a second home somewhere to be inhabited by one of the trio who wants some alone time?

that would be super weird if it was just a couple

but in a Thruple that would give time for the other two to have some quality time together.

probably wouldnt work, and the way it was described it involved three women

and everyone knows three women could probably make it work

a man, in any equation, is gonna screw things up. unless he’s super handy.

another strike for me.

my lack of motivation is starting to worry me

the cats woke me up early today so i had to get up and put Michael into Laundry Room time out

it’s the only humane way i know to express my displeasure with the scratching of the door

sure theyre hungry, but either learn to use Door Dash or wait until I wake

i do wake every day. just wait. the food will be delivered.

in a way it’s actually good when they wake me early because that stops me from sleeping until 2pm.

but dont tell them this.

as soon as i wake i walk outside, look at the sun, inspect the parking in the street, judge people who park, and talk to the security across the street if theyre around.

today they were around.

it was a nice talk.

“rooting for the rams, tony?”

ah hellllll naw.

my neighbor who’s a nurse arrived while i was out there in my robe talking to the guards.

turned out she saved her BFs life by nagging him into getting vaxxed. months later he got covid but didnt die. he’s not grateful to her.

no one ever is.

last night i received a text message. a good friend wondered if i would do some freelancing for her company. we chatted for 45 minutes on the phone.

it was delightful.

you dont need millions of people to think you’re rad.

but it’s really nice when the ones who know you the best respect you enough to put their own reputation at work at risk to ask you to join forces.

and this job, as big or little as it may be or end up being, is right in my wheelhouse.

praise God.

maybe i was demotivated bc my body was all, fuck this shit im hibernating until Spring

the longest job i ever had was writing social media for the academy

so when bizarre tweets like this pop up, like it did today

i’ll get DMs and texts and etc asking “holy crap man, what was that tweet all about?”

and i have to explain that i havent worked there for years

and for the last half of the time i was there i had to go through extreme scrutiny to get

any

of my proposed tweets and instagram posts through

because i no longer had a boss who could shield me from those who didnt truly

live and breathe social media like i do.

so they didnt get it.

imagine if there was a committee who had the power to tell Led Zeppelin

dudes Stairway to Heaven is too long, can you trim 3-4 minutes from it?

and how about give the album a name?

youre trying to do your thing and be creative and witty

AND trying to gain followers all while maintaining a sense of the brand people love

with a fresh spin that is slightly unexpected

and may i say daring.

so i get it why someone in my old seat would *want* to make this tweet

and i also get why there may not be anyone there now who could give that person constructive criticism as to why they should throw it right in the trash

and i am super grateful that for two years i had a boss who could communicate with me in such a way that we could check off all the boxes:

  • interesting
  • insightful
  • fresh
  • unique to our brand and our assets
  • something others would want to share

when youre dealing with a 90 year old organization that aint easy

especially when the peanut gallery hears Stairway to Heaven and says

this isn’t at all like Whole Lotta Love, what gives?

if i was running the show over there the first thing i would say to the person creating the content is

women have it hard enough,

whore is a powerful word

in context of that movie it means one thing

but out of context, on our feed, even with what you think is a funny caption

it’s easily misunderstood and

should be avoided

in part because

of all the great lines written in the scripts of our overstuffed archives

that one was not one of them.

i went to eagle rock today

it’s gonna be the next neighborhood

i drove around. took pics. drove down to this church that i thought was in eagle rock.

it was actually Garvanza. which i will gladly do later, but not now.

accidentally ran a red light because i was looking at signs and trees and

but all worked out.

got a very unimpressive burrito at del taco that allegedly had beyond meat in it but im not so sure

then went inside eagle rock plaza and met a young lady who was missing a ring finger

too bad because i was gonna propose to her

she works in a vape store. huge store. she told me about how popular flavored nicotine vaping is among young people.

i need to return to interview her for this. beautiful woman.

that mall is a trip. id love the whole Eagle Rock thing to be about people who work at that mall.

it has a grocery store in it thats very… international, lets say. it also has a macys a chuck e cheese and a target

but then it has alot of mom n pop stores inside.

kids everywhere.

it really needs a baseball card shop.

if only.

anyways, it’s hard to believe that this podcast is what im gonna do for the next 14 years but i can think of worse ways to earn a buck.

im in the midst of a traffic jam

and i dont usually believe in astrology but a pretty astrologist

on tik tok

says i shouldnt expect squat out of january

that its all gonna flow like a firehose in february and march

in fact if i tried to establish roots in this month

they would all be destroyed in a few weeks anyhow

and so i should just sit on my ass and not do anything

but thats depressing and not my brand

so she said excercise

and i said fine i wont do squat.

this is my favorite house in the world

all glass house in isla vista

it sits at the edge of isla vista

it overlooks the ocean

it’s pretty much all windows.

it needs a pool and or hot tub

and me.

any time the lottery jackpot gets over $300 million i think this is the first thing i would buy

id like my mom to retire there

but i think the noise in Isla Vista would be too much for her.

so i suppose id have to live there and walk around topless.

had a delicious dinner with a pretty girl

she drove across town to hang

when she arrived she looked around, sat on the couch and said

i havent been here in so long,

but it brings back so many good memories.

after dinner we drove around looking for a good bar to drink at

it was saturday night, after all.

and yeah, COVID killed an Angeleno every 20 minutes yesterday

but this bar had its side door open

and you had to show your vax passport to get in

strong pours

good music

dogs and burgers being grilled

she wore black leather pants

why i love the clash episode 34132423

greatest punk band ever.

and yet look at how theyre dressed.

they make pete townshend (who has 777x more money then they do) look homeless

dapperest mfs in town.

topper has a damn hankie in his pocket

i wanna be punk like them.

in that, i do not want to abide by yr rules

i dont want you to think you know whats coming.

heres whats coming: awesome fucking something.

the clash were the most melodic and at times quietest punk band ever

they defied the term

intentionally? no. but you just cant put them in a box.

i dare you to find the box for me.

or most of the things ive done.

if you did though, heres the stamp they’d have put on it

awesome

fucking

something.