by dwayneperkins | Mar 4, 2011 | Funny Short Inspirational Stories, Funny True Stories, Living In Los Angeles
I was at a taco truck in Los Angeles just around midnight wolfing down a tasty chicken taco when a man asked me for a dollar for the bus. He was unkempt and smelled like he’d been hitting the sauce pretty hard…and I’m not talking about Ragu. He had a film on him. ...
by dwayneperkins | Feb 23, 2011 | Funny True Stories, Living In Los Angeles
My love/love relationship with the 99 cents store is well documented in my blog. If you’re in Los Angeles, call me up and tell me your cross streets, I can tell you where the nearest 99 cents store is*. Yes my mom is very proud of me, in case you were wondering. My...
by dwayneperkins | Feb 2, 2011 | Funny Editorials, Funny True Stories, New York I Love You
For a boxer, being bequeathed a nickname is a sure fire sign that you’ve arrived on the boxing scene. If Mac “The Killer” Jones is fighting Ralph Henderson, “The Killer” has to be the prefight favorite. A sure fire sign that you have completely permeated pop culture...
by dwayneperkins | Feb 1, 2011 | Funny Editorials, Funny True Stories, World Travels
I think there’s some benefit to wearing sunglasses all the time. Sure you’re “that guy” and you lose out on some quality interactions with people who’ll have none of your pretentiousness. On the flip side though, you avoid uncomfortable exchanges. I don’t wear...
by dwayneperkins | Jan 12, 2011 | Funny Technology Essays, Funny True Stories, World Travels
They say people in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones but I say they can as long as they open a window first. Run your hands over your glass dwelling until you find your window. Your “window” is a small hole in your translucent igloo that makes you different than...
by dwayneperkins | Jan 3, 2011 | Funny Editorials, Funny True Stories, Living In Los Angeles, New York I Love You, World Travels
If patience is a virtue, nothing offers more opportunity to get your virtue on than standing in line. Be it the post office, airport, bank or butcher*; it just seems like people being serviced at the window judge the quality of the experience by how long they get to...