The Office Hobo | How I secretly lived in my office…

I pulled up to the corner lot and pulled into one of the few spaces in front of the building. It was a nondescript place–a closed garage door with an unmarked door, next to a corner store selling canned food and liquor. Maybe I had the address wrong...

It’s Labor Day weekend and I sit in the passenger seat of my friend Dawn’s Cadillac Escalade, following a line of European coupes and late-model sport utility vehicles as we wind our way up the switchbacking highway cutting through the heart of the San...

It was an hour before the Saturday night darkness gave way to the morning sun–4:40am, to be exact–and I was sleeping soundly under the camper shell of my truck. I was parked in a new spot for the night, near Los Angeles’ La Cienega Boulevard, eager to...

Occasionally I use space on this page to endeavor to update you, my valued reader, on what the heck is going on in my life. On a public diary/blog, no less! So novel! Ah, so after a long layoff, here I go… It was the Friday before I submitted my completed...