Tag Archives: beverly hills

The 420 Bus to Hollywood

March 6, 2024 – 5:01 am

In the late spring of 1995 I lived with Scottie Taylor in a North Hollywood pool house. The homeowner ran a strip club off West Pico Boulevard. Dennis’ dancers sunbathed nude in the mornings. They were Jesus freaks and read the Bible like a choir of fallen angels. Scottie and I were sinners in their […]

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June 29, 1995 – Los Angeles – Journal Entry

August 8, 2023 – 10:21 am

Only four more days until I leave Los Angeles. I made no friends. No one told a joke or a story. I’m more than ready to leave. I came with nothing. I leave with nothing. Scottie and I remain friends and I do withJoel Bernard.. Time to go. The tempeeature is rising and the cloudless […]

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Burn Clampetts Burn

December 12, 2019 – 7:28 pm

Jethro Clampett’s Beverly Hills estate was bought by Lachlan Murdoch, another rich son of a rich man, for $150 million. Where the fuck did he get that money? Only three way for someone to be rich. Birth. Marriage. Theft of the working classes. Lachlan doesn’t look like a rich cunt, but his eyes are a […]

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EVES IN THE FLESH

April 13, 2019 – 2:56 pm

In the winter of 1995 I was sitting at my desk in the diamond exchange, when Scottie Taylor phoned from LA. “How you doing?” “Great, I’m opening a Milk Bar in Beverly Hills. How’d you like to be the doorman?” The ex-lightweight mentioned the numbers. The salary was on par with what I earned selling […]

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Bhutto’s Widow

July 30, 2010 – 7:46 pm

Once the Milk Bar opened in the late winter of 1995, the ultra-modern nightclub on Canon Drive was a cash cow. The limited occupancy created a chokepoint at the door. People wanted in. They duked me $20-100 depending on their urgency. Their drug dealers were waiting inside. Supply meeting demand. The nightlife writer for the […]

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