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Sometimes doing something new means learning to do things for yourself. This week I decided to try my hand at changing my own oil.

Usually when the Oil Maintenance Required light comes on in my car I cringe at the thought of having to take it in to have the oil changed, usually shelling out quite a bit in the process (Synthetic oil is expensive!). I decided that this week would be the week I take the plunge and try doing it myself. I mean, how hard could it really be right? People all around the world change their own oil and back in the day fathers taught it to their sons as part of growing up. Well, I didn’t have that experience so I had to rely on the good people at My.IS who wrote up a tutorial on how to change the oil in my car.

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Think of something that makes you happy…

Sometimes the idea becomes to fake it till you make it. Sometimes you just need to find happiness where you can. In a cup of coffee. In your morning run. In dropping yet another belt size. In the laughter shared with your friends. In learning to hate the right people.

Sometimes battles aren’t worth fighting and sometimes they’re lost, but in the end they’re usually with yourself. So for all its worth think of something that makes you happy.

Rain, Coffee, Dim Sum, Kenny, Family, Roadtrips, Friends, Reading, Shooting a gun, Going to the driving range, Doing something new every week.

In the warm summer months a strange spectacle takes place along the Californian coast. Thousands of fish known as grunions come ashore in the hopes of mating and laying eggs to ensure future generations. Amidst their writhing copulation, thousands of spectators yearly interrupt this slimy union and catch the participants in mid coitus. Some are thrown back for good luck and some are taken home to be eaten. This is the Grunion Run. This year I went to my first.

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On July 18th 2008, I shot a man with a 9mm Beretta. I calmly loaded the magazine into the gun, took aim, put my finger on the trigger and pulled. A couple of rounds later the man sported a hole in his head and a couple on his chest. I shot a man, and then I went to have coffee.

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Working in downtown Los Angeles is a great experience. Eating there, however, is mostly hit or miss. We have our usual lunch place which suffices if you’re interested in over paying for, what could be argued as, “so-so” quality food. So when the opportunity knocks to have lunch away from your usual spot you jump at it. This was the case on Thursday when a friend of mine whisked me away for my lunch hour for a truly interesting meal.

Nestled just outside of Old China Town is a sparkly building surrounded by aging warehouses and a school bus yard. This building is home to Homeboy Industries, a group dedicated to helping gang members and troubled youth turn their lives around by providing them with jobs and opportunities. One of those opportunities is called Homegirl Cafe.

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