By Bill Lascher
In the middle of the night I had it all figured out. In a journal rescued from stack of half-finished tomes, I penned thoughts about what I am doing here, free of school, free of work and ready to cast out on my own yet again. Writing with a sudden fervor, I listed [...]
By Bill Lascher
New posts coming this week:
– Posts on production and consumption versus conservation;
– Environmental critiques of train travel;
– The ultimate (if not particularly green) multi-modal vacation;
– Dodger Stadium gets even less accessible;
– Privacy, chatting and (in)visibility.
To keep you sated, I’ve been meaning to post some of my photographs from my time handing out beer with the [...]
By Bill Lascher
The thing about L.A. before you even land is the lights. Everywhere. Like a circuit board. Beneath or at least near each is a story, a life, a world. Only a glance and I’m reminded of that.
It’s late, but I know the way it would look in the sunlight, the circuit boards stretching between the [...]
By Bill Lascher
Lately I’ve been thinking a tremendous amount about places I’ve been, places I am and places I may be going. As this week’s “Seen This Week” mentioned, since Friday I’ve been in Portland, Oregon. While here, I’ve had the opportunity to connect with a number of old friends, beloved members of my family and a city [...]
By Bill Lascher
For about a year I’ve had an inadvertent subscription to New York Magazine. Somehow it just started appearing in my mailbox. I kinda thought perhaps I had tried to subscribe to The New Yorker, made some ridiculous mistake, then forgotten about the episode. Strangely, none of my credit card or bank statements said anything about [...]
By Bill Lascher
Among many gems in Union Station, the transit center features a treasure trove of Metro Bus and Rail schedules and maps. Click Picture for more.
A few weeks ago I started typing on one of my dad’s old typewriters. The arms of each key on the Royal Arrow moved slowly, as if moving through molasses. [...]
By Bill Lascher
Friday the 13th always seems to be a lucky day for me. Of course, I was born on a Friday the 13th, so can I get any more self-absorbed than launching this Web site — a personal venue for my reporting and writing — than thinly veiling my contrarianism and how much I enjoy a [...]