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Bootleg City: Who’s Bad?
Yesterday morning I decided to take a leisurely bike ride along Whiskey River, the main waterway that runs through Bootleg City. (Technically, the river is one-tenth moonshine due to a leak from Matthew Boles’s
Read More »Bootleg City: It Is Not Matt Wardlaw’s Destiny to Experience the Triumph of Victory
In addition to letting perennial electoral bridesmaid Matt Wardlaw write a chapter of my autobiography in exchange for bailing me out of an Arizona jail, I had to agree to give him “equal time”
Read More »Bootleg City: I’ll Need to See Some Identification
I’d like to start off by apologizing for my absence last week. After deciding to boycott all things Arizona from Bootleg City, I realized I’d never seen the old London Bridge, which is located,
Read More »Bootleg City: Arizona, It Was Nice Knowin’ Ya!
On April 23 Arizona governor Jan Brewer signed into law the state’s controversial immigration bill, which aims “to identify, prosecute and deport illegal immigrants,” according to the New York Times, and gives police the
Read More »Bootleg City: Crowded Classrooms
The Bootleg City teacher’s union went on strike this week, delaying the production of this week’s mayoral update. Or is it “teachers’ union?” Or just “teachers union” without any of those…. what do you
Read More »Bootleg City: Ronnie James Dio (1942-2010)
There was no question as to which artist I wanted to feature this week in Bootleg City — one of my all-time favorites, Ronnie James Dio, who died of stomach cancer on May 16.
Read More »Bootleg City: Putting the Pedal to the Metal
Earlier this week I took a group of underprivileged kids to see the first big blockbuster of the summer movie season, Iron Man 2. Or at least they sounded underprivileged — when I pulled
Read More »Bootleg City: Mama Cass (Yo’ Mama Is a Mother From Another City)
Last week I mentioned that my mom took me to see Chicago in West Germany in 1977 with Matt Wardlaw and his older sister— I mean, his mother. Yes, of course … his mother. But
Read More »Bootleg City: Old Days
Old days — good times I remember. Fun days, filled with simple pleasures. Drive-in movies, comic books and blue jeans, Howdy Doody, baseball cards, and birthdays take me back to a world gone away. Memories
Read More »Bootleg City: Doesn’t Smell Like Team Spirit to Me
As most of you know by now, “The Goon and the Prune” didn’t shoot a single frame of film in Bootleg City. Amnesty International caught wind of the filmmakers’ plans to use local citizens
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