I absolutely LOVE the writing of Charles Bukowski. I'm not really sure what it is about it. Perhaps it's his non-tangential writing style. Perhaps it's because of his West Coast geographical leanings. My age and travels brought me to "his" Los Angeles to late to really have a chance to hang with him at his Hollywood haunts like The Frolic Room (now overrun with "hipsters"), though I was once served by his long-time bartender, Raul, at Musso & Franks™ (the oldest existing Bar & Grill in LA - circa 1919).
But thanks to long-time list member Jason Porter, I can now share with you the oddest of childhood collisions: Charles Bukowski, and our childhood comic-strip staple, The Peanuts. Awesome.
And in the news... a local story that I'm not sure I buy.
"I'm on the porch,
Cuz I lost my housekey,
Pick up my book,
I read Bukowski"
Linkey-Loo Robot -
AJC
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