Category : Self
I was eight years old and we were waiting for a flight from Mexico City to LA. Whole family was there except my oldest brother who was at college. And there’s this guy there who I remember as being a Mexican dude who starts talking to me. And for some reason I’m trying to talk
Sorry for the lame, predictable commentary, but in case anyone wants to see where I live and you’re not going to later on ask for these ten minutes of your life back, you can check out my new place. BKD
Moved to a new place. Still renting. The new place is on Lake Mission Viejo, which is pretty cool except that, as it turns out, sound travels across water. Right now some house across the lake is hosting P-Diddy’s comeback party and he’s doing a cover of “Twist and Shout”. So sad. Frankly, I can’t
n my ever-broadening attempt to fit in with a group — yeah, here:1. FIRST NAME? Chronologically speaking, I figure my family name, “Dunn”, was determined before my given name, “Brian”. 2. ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? There have been other people in the world who were named “Brian” before I was. Had there not been,
I’ve launched my literary speculative fiction web zine at: TrabucoRoad.com It’s named after the street that I work on sort of. My job’s paying for this endeavor, so I figure I may as well give the street where the offices are located credit, because without that street, I wouldn’t have a job. Obviously. Except that