Showing posts from February, 2008

And Miles To Go Before I Sleep

The Los Angeles Marathon is Sunday. I'm not running this year, but I'm feeling nostalgic and I'm short on new content, so I'm reprinting an essay I wrote for my company newsletter about the 2006 Marathon. (The coda to this story: after gimping about Bunker Hill post-race searching in vain for a functioning bus stop, I made my way to a nearby hotel, where I ate free bananas and waited for some friends to finish the race. I managed to hitch a ride home with a friend of theirs, actor Ted Raimi of Xena and Seaquest DSV fame. It was a strange day.)

Inaugural Post

This is the new home of Preppies of the Apocalypse. The old site will no longer be updated; in fact, the old site no longer exists. A handful of old posts -- the fifteen posts prior to this one here -- have been imported to this new location. Most of the old posts have been scattered to the winds, because not everything I write is worth saving for posterity.

Apart from my television and film reviews, I hope to use this new blog to chronicle my attempts to: a) ease my way back into the entertainment industry, and b) see my novel, Charlotte Dent, through to publication. We'll see how it goes.

Thank you for visiting.