Internet, at home. What a novel idea! With a great amount of pride (insert excess Visine into eyes for effect), I announce “Go Kings Wifi,” now available at the Giuliani household on New Kings Road! The Internet is in the… Read More ›
Rambling
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John Hancock? It’s Herbie Hancock. Duh! As some of you may know, last week my wife and I had to sign a waiver to take a doggy-bag out of a London pub. At first, I truly thought it was a… Read More ›
Harley Worth a Dime
Harley’s Bowl was where we rolled, almost every weekend. The 60’s inspired single-story building towered over the otherwise empty field, unless the circus was in town. The bleak architecture neither inspired nor dissuaded us. The Nihilists weren’t scripted yet, there were… Read More ›
Use Your Thumbs Dummy
Last night I had the following wholly internal experience while finishing up my work out. I’m not proud of it, I just happened to write it down this morning. I could read his mind: duck, uppercut, jab. Move your feet. … Read More ›
Dude, Where is My Footprint?
I am a sucker for footprints, especially in the sand. And I admit that I totally buy into the countless analogies, and puns, that footprints carry (hehehe). One set of prints may mean that God carried us down the beach,… Read More ›
Where Did I Put Angela’s Ashes?
I know I put Angela’sAshes somewhere. Come again? What was that? I am always, I think, amazed by the inconsistencies in my ability to remember. This comes to mind because for the first time since, well I’m not sure, I… Read More ›
Resort to Resorts
From a lovely balcony on the third floor of a rather large hotel in Olhos De Agua, Portugal, I read a passage from my Lonely Planet guidebook that went something like this: if you are reading this while sitting on… Read More ›
First Class Upgrade – The Iron Curtain
First class upgrade! While resting my rear into the comfy seat of my first class upgrade, redemption Song came to mind. Admittedly, the connection between a kid kicking the back of your seat and “emancipation from mental slavery” was tenuous,… Read More ›
Fulham Myself
By George, it’s George. Yes. This is me walking. Walking with my headphones on. The streets of Fulham resemble the scene in front of me. The resemblance is strong, because it is the streets I speak of that disappear behind… Read More ›
Keeping it G-Real This Christmas
Keeping it G-Real this Christmas!!! All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth, my two front teeth! Really? I mean, wouldn’t you at least ask for a full set of molars? I judge and make bad jokes. It… Read More ›
eternal Domnation 