One Day in L.A. – Fiction

November 1, 1997

The limo ride must have lasted an hour. We drank champagne, vodka and some minty shit that Christian didn’t like. Plus, we got real stoned from that joint.

Graffic Traffic – Column

October 1, 1997

I get so sick of reading what is likely to be another in the 99-in-a-hundred super-hero comics suck pile, that I just gotta try a different flavor.

Liquor Lecture – Column

October 1, 1997

Sometimes it all becomes too refined. Don’t you want to have a cheap, shitty, gutter brew? Don’t you want to relish the pain it takes to swallow Popov vodka?

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