You are the golfer who was perched at the side of the road, about to drive a ball back in the general direction of the golf course. The problem... More >>
After the latest crash in front of my place, it became clear it was more serious than usual: The elderly guy whose SUV hit the car that pulled... More >>
You were the two gringas who relish being bullies and ladrones to boot. Saturday night in Laguna Beach, at a popular African-themed restaurant,... More >>
Had I been alone, I likely would have walked over to have a little chat about what that flag really represents—and no, it's not heritage.... More >>
You are the woman who was at the ARCO gas station on Katella Avenue in Stanton at about 6 p.m. a few weeks ago. There were three pumps with the... More >>
You are the shit-hill hippie dude wearing the Sprouts employee shirt who was coming out of the Surf City Collective Building around 3:30 p.m. on... More >>
You are the self-centered, cowardly British douche I met through an online dating site. Our conversations had been decent, and I thought we had... More >>
You're the jerk who came into my work for dinner with your e-cig posse, racked your bill up to $70, and then, AFTER you closed out with me,... More >>
If you are the person who was walking down Del Obispo Street in San Juan Capistrano with a headset on and carrying a laptop and crossing in a... More >>
You are the person who backed her parked car out of its space and right into my rear bumper. I was in the building at the time and didn't see... More >>