although gloomy june tried to murk up newport beach with its grey sky and misty-morning, coastal fog, and then seemed to party crash until early evening, i still managed to find major summer sunshine during the weekend. apparently my birthday is more of a birthday...
you can bet your orphan annie, bottom dollar that this song, RAC’s remix of gentlemen hall’s “sail into the sun,” will be knocking some drywall loose at the house this weekend, and maybe even busting a speaker or two at equinox on saturday...
i’ve read mr. stevenson’s sagacious words before, but with eyes still cloudy and curtained from tears passed. it’s hard for me to get angry. although i have zero problem with theatrics. theatrics are different: hair flipping, dramatic sighing,...
