Starry, Starry Nights
I was having dinner with my wife and son at an Italian place on Melrose. We’d gone there a million times when we were carefree renters...
Angel In a Centerfold
Kaye really has it going back in Amarillo. Inside the dark, stale beer-scented clubs off Interstate 40, money is thrust at her like the...
Man Out of Time
A velvety fog wafts gently, tunefully over the dewy wet grass at the nine-hole Van Nuys Golf Course, and it’s calling me. A beautiful,...
Cereal Killers
At this very moment, I am standing at the center of the earth -- Aisle Three at Albertson’s in Van Nuys. If I weren’t slouching toward...
Coming Home
I’ve extracted every last penny from various bank accounts, pleaded with relatives to float me loans, looked under every cushion for...