Author Archives: will

2005

Just wanted to say Happy New Year. I’m hoping that 2005 brings some better news and better times. I’m at home now, just typing stuff and ignoring phone calls. In about forty-five minutes Sara’s gonna swing by and pick me up. I’ll be welcoming the new year with some Sancerre and some good company, I […]

happy what-have-you

I got this card from my parents. I love it, so I’m re-gifting it to all of you. Happy Holidays.

p.s.

I love it. Someone found my site using a Google search of the phrase “I will find my frog.”

hazel

My friend Jules just lost her cat. Hazel was a gorgeous tortie kitten, not even a year old. Jules writes a heart-wrenching account of the accident and the accompanying guilt and sadness in a recent blog entry. Take a moment to comment on her post and remind her that it wasn’t her fault. I think […]

blindsided

I leave my house at about noon to get a haircut at Rudy’s on Sunset. That’s all. I just want a haircut. Somehow, within an hour, I’m sitting down to lunch with Sara and, among others, Jonny Wickersham from Social Distortion, Keith Morris from Black Flag and The Circle Jerks, and bassist Flea from Red […]

prime movers

I’m finally putting together a cd cover and label for my latest mix. I’m calling it Prime, because it assembles eleven of my most favorite tracks from the past three and a half years (which is how long I’ve had my turntables.) Tracklist: 1) Breeder � Tyrantanic 2) Gus Gus � Purple (Sasha vs. The […]

diamanda

Christmas is roaring down the pike full-throttle now at Amoeba. Mondays feel like Saturdays. Saturdays feel like Armageddon. Everyone’s running around with a “just trying to hold it together” look on their faces. I have to work nine hours on Christmas Eve. Then I’m driving up to SLO for two days. This, of course, depends […]

two years later

A lot happens in two years. I had been wanting to make the move to LA for some time. So two years ago I shift down to LA from Santa Barbara. I stay in Lomita with my friend Mandy while I look for a job. I spend large chunks of time writing in the Rolling […]

extreme

I lock myself out of my car tonight. I enter through the passenger side, grab a piece of paper and a pen and write a note to put on Sara’s car (in retaliation for the note she left on mine.) When I’m done, I get up and instinctively lock the door, realizing even as the […]

buffed out

Another quick, pointless entry, but I just have to post this pic of the British Buffy Box. Seven Seasons. 39 discs. 117 hours. It comes through Amoeba yesterday. I immediately get on the horn to Ryan, whose collection, like mine, consists of the entire run of the series, but whose bank account, unlike mine, can […]

pantera no mas

How’s this for crazy? Pantera guitarist Darrell Abbott gunned down by a crazed fan while on stage with his new band. This world keeps getting weirder and weirder. Forgot to have coffee this morning. I’ll write more once I extract the white hot brass knuckles from my head.

standoff ends

I actually do call in sick yesterday. It’s great. I sleep and clean and do nothing. And all that activity works. I get a call from Boss saying he’s gonna leave a check for me at Rocket and that he’ll call me when he does. Of course, he doesn’t, and I don’t receive a call. […]

annoyed

I’m just gonna wallow today. Just hang out and be depressed. I’m sick of the clutter. I’m sick of the solitude. I’m sick of trying to figure out how I’m gonna pay my rent. I’m sick of a lot of things. Hmm…maybe I should call in sick.

dateline: amoeba

Dave dyed his hair a couple weeks back. It’s now bright red. Tonight a guy comes up to the counter and asks for a movie. Before Dave can respond the guy says, “I like your hair. Very cool.” Dave says, “Thanks. Yours looks like Eraserhead.” …and it really does. Also, there’s a gorgeous blonde who […]

clock

Just wanted to point out another cool Internet thing to y’all. Click here to check out this nifty clock.