Howdy doodie
I can explain the headline. It’s like this: I’m a parent of a baby these days and I rhyme nearly uncontrollably. But mainly I just say howdy when I’m feeling good, and returning here makes me feel good. It’s a commitment to blog, which is why I...
Conventional Man
I fixed the fridge. The diamond mine that never produces just birthed a babe. The sand in the rug has a secret. While you brought love to the captives, I performed surgery on the machine. Flakes of orange sky, help me remember. I will put myself together...
Sheba dun gone
Sheba died. There was a memorial for her Thursday on Gladys Street in Skid Row. I was working my reporting job and couldn’t attend. The downtown weekly did an article. I thought about Sheba a handful of times while making phone calls throughout the day on Thursday...
Q and A with veteran dumpster divers — updated
Ed: How did you get started in dumpster diving? Jeremy: It was here in L.A. We joined up with an intentional community that was already dumpster diving. For quite a few years we had heard about it, and it was just our chance to experience it. That...
The Mad Man
The mad man is here. He’s a real sweet talker, barfing brimstone. But really, he’s the original fool, blackened on the inside and sparkling on the outside. That’s his definition anyway. The dark magician in the needle likes popcorn with pepper and heat when he’s applying it....
Dirty Nails
I made a wrong turn. I squirreled my way much deeper than planned. Something down here is worth the time. Let’s pull on it and discover its size. Because if it’s magic, then there’s magic all around it. That’s what the man inside the man said. I...
L.A. businesses won’t change policing ways
The mouth piece organization for downtown businesses in Los Angeles sat down Monday and Tuesday for meetings about Skid Row. They were not public meetings. Don’t expect them to discuss private-public partnerships in order to build supportive housing units for the chronically homeless, something so many other...
Sheba: the most famous dog on Skid Row
In a neighborhood of hundreds of homeless people and thousands of low-income folks, the most popular personality may very well be Sheba, a mongrel, raised on the streets. She’s about 15-years-old, but no one knows for sure. She has passed from caretaker to caretaker, prefers gutter water...
Working Week
I start a new full-time job this week. I’d rather work at the soup kitchen, but I have debts to pay. So I hope to do some local reporting in Hermosa Beach that might have some appeal here in my blog, as well. My girlfriend and I...
Broken Pieces Come Together Into Art
Ten years ago, Manuel Hernandez was living in Los Angeles and working in a soup kitchen. He wasn’t just a full-time Los Angeles Catholic Worker community member participating in required activities, such as cleaning the house and answering the phone and making and serving food. Manuel was,...


