Thursday, August 31, 2006
New York City...
"For three bills, you got the works: A thin Jewish brunette would pretend to pick you up at the Museum of Modern Art, let you read her master's, get you involved in a screaming quarrel at Elaine's over Freud's conception of women, and then fake a suicide of your choosing - the perfect evening, for some guys. Nice racket. Great town, New York..." -Woody Allen
Saturday, August 26, 2006
Friday night with Cash...
There is a better fate than returning from Tel Aviv early enough to catch the 5th Race at Hollywood Park.
But at the moment I can't think of one....
Summer in L.A. is beginning to wind down quickly.
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Volvo bumper sticker spotted on Interstate 10 near Santa Monica…
"Caution: Wife of Iraq stationed Marine on board.
I already have one loved one at risk, so slow down!"
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Just in case you were thinking of asking for a raise...
Since the end of the 2001 recession, inflation-adjusted labor cost have been flat. Meanwhile, corporate profits have doubled. According to the Commerce Department, U.S. companies raked in cash at an annual rate of $1.5 trillion in the first three months of 2006, an increase of one third since 2003.
Saturday, August 05, 2006
The Mixed Blessings of Al Gore...
"First he invents the internet, then he invents global warming? If that's not sophomoric jinks, I don't know what is..." - Cash Frock
Friday, August 04, 2006
Second day on job, Cash gets transferred to Century City...
So they transferred me to a parking garage in Century City. Apparently, Howard Hughes shopping center has enough parking garage attendants.
The biggest difference is that this garage accepts credit cards, while the clientele is mostly entertainment lawyers and bankers. Quite the contrast from a cash only parking garage that caters to shopping addicts, teenagers and anyone willing to fork down 15 dollars to see a mediocre first run movie at a shopping center.
I"ve yet to meet my supervisor. He'll suppose to be in later this afternoon. Meanwhile, I'm 200 pages deep into a biography on Rimbaud and can't put it down.
Hope all is well...