Column: Two challenges and a soapbox

So you lot are probably all fed up with these challenges. Ice-cold water buckets, books, films, albums, all of them pandering to our vanity and sense of cool/righteousness. Sooner or later I was going to cave in. I’m also taking this as an excuse to get out of a bad case of writer’s block. So, book challenge (aka “books that stayed with me, in no … Continue reading Column: Two challenges and a soapbox

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Tales of the Pill Generation : Egregious

Photo: Sam Valdés – Carretera a Monterrey, 2007.

It’s the mid 60s and even if the kids don’t know it, the wave has reached a watermark and will roll back in a few years. My dad was Mexican. My mom was American. They met through work, married in San Diego and moved to Los Angeles with three kids on tow. I was the last one, the late one to the party. They almost called me “Benjamin”. I dodged a bullet there. God bless the 70s.  Continue reading “Tales of the Pill Generation : Egregious”