Tales from the Ghetto: Excursions

Tales from the (rather bumpy!) road

"What have I gotten myself into?" This question has occurred to me more than once over the past week. Last Friday morning, we were 24 hours from launching The Sprawl's pop-up press. All seemed good to go. On Saturday I'd take the pop-up press to my Jane's Walk about the history of the Glenmore Reservoir (which I think I'll make into a Sprawlcast—so if you missed it, don't worry!). Then I'd take it to a community BBQ in the afternoon and another …

Tales from the Ghetto: Excursions

Still writing about the earliest epoch of my childhood, in mid-California suburbs. Now, I don’t remember having seen Karate Kid back then, but I must have, because one year I wanted to be a The karate kid for halloween.  Ralph Macchio was a barefoot king, and by gum I would be barefoot as well… but no, mom kibosh’d that shit.  I felt like the costume was ruined.  Probably my tender feets were grateful tho, especially as this was before plastic b…