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April 20, 2017

24-Hour Fitness

GUYS IN BLACK TIGHTS

I recently joined the LA Fitness gym on La Cieniega Blvd and 18th street (never you mind), which happens to be one of THE straightest, most testosterone fuel-injected gyms I have ever experienced on the south side of Melrose Ave.  That gym is a sweat box for black/brown/Jewish/Armenian male members who huff and puff and

THE UNFUNNY CAN BE SO DAMN FUNNY

Everyone think’s they’re funny, but very few people are–and the ones who INSIST they are funny, tend to be THAT much less. The Hollywood StarLine Tour mini buses are a very common sight on Santa Monica Blvd with those cutout rooftops that remind me of an open can of tuna, or like a mini van

DRY YOUR HANDS

So let’s get something clear here…the hand blow dryers that you see above, which is located in the men’s locker room or restroom at your local gym is exactly for THAT–drying your hands.  Sometimes they place these blow dryers high on the wall so that you could dry your hair I imagine, but NOWHERE is

THE INSANITY OF VANITY

Seriously?  Let’s talk about a random West Hollywood moment. I was minding my own at the gym, when out of the nowhere a woman wearing a ballerina getup throws a shiny bag on the floor and then positions herself in the middle of the main workout floor to do her rendition of The Nutcracker in

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