Son of a bitch! I got attacked by some jerk I was interviewing for the 11 pm edition for both networks. We'd agreed on 35 bucks for the interview and Ryan was filming it. Got about four questions in and I was trying to hurry it up a bit because I had plans to meet Mayor Justus for dinner ( Read more... )

There is never a lack for stories in Sunnydale, California. I swear I've never had so much fun on any assignment before. This is better than following the Bush twins during Spring break. Seriously. Hell, this is better than the hotel parties at the Republican National Convention and I really didn't think anything could top that ( Read more... )

I can't believe this! It's raining fire in Los Angeles. How come they get the fire? Hello, weird city capital of the world here! I needed the rain of fire. Mayor Justus could have used some fire! Where the hell is our fire ( Read more... )

You know I think I was more fond of being the liaison for the senior partners when they were all busy doing their own thing. All three of them being in town is exhausting to say the least ( Read more... )

Mayor Justus took me on a tour of the high school today. We shared some fascinating stories about the different things that have happened at Sunnydale High School. I thought the ritual sacrifice in the basement was a good story. That is nothing compared to the previous Mayor who became a snake and tried to eat the graduating class a few years back ( Read more... )

Sunnydale, California. Place of the wierdest occurances ever recorded. I've done my research. This place is just brimming with wild stories of mayhem and disaster. The official story? Gangs on PCP. Um yeah. I had to convince Ryan to come with me, but after a promise of fame and fortune, he finally conceded ( Read more... )

//on secure transmission to the senior partners ( Read more... )

There was a memorial service today at the park for the little girl who died. I took off from work early so I could attend with Joanne and the boys. Candace was younger than Marcus and Nicholas. I never met her, but I grieved for her just the same. I grieve for her parents. There is no pain that compares to losing a child ( Read more... )

//firewalled against everyone ( Read more... )

I sometimes wonder if Hector and I had made a mistake when we decided to raise our family here. There seems to be no end to the tragedies that occur. Which is something I believed had happened to Carlos and Theresa when I woke up this morning to find them not in their rooms. My Theresa called shortly after and said they were okay, but that Carlos ( Read more... )