Bart Bull

Salt — so easy to add, so hard to remove.

(As a kid in Arizona, they used to make you memorize The Five C's, which included "Climate" but not "Communism" ...

The last time I was in Dennis Hopper's house was — let's be fairly honest — the only time. This was a while ago. Things may have...

(A brief hunk of my unfortunately destroyed novel that was sort of a love song about Los Angeles.) You couldn't see faces when they cam...

Hey ! Good news ! (If maybe a little late. Maybe I'm not paying the proper attention to this stuff.) (Hey, but I'm willing, near-p...

Directors are a debased currency in today's Hollywood. Producers count, studio heads are stars, stars are social philosophers, agents in...

Life is a long series of humiliations. If you're lucky, anyway.

The best way to make sense of things is to be stupid.

Travel can be so narrowing. (Attributed, falsely, to Rick Steves.)

Maybe I haven't been dumping out as many aphorisms lately, or maybe — and it may be a sign of extreme mental health — I haven't bee...

My absolute very favorite sentence I've written this year just fell off of me, like one of those muffler-tailpipe assemblages you've...

The way the story gets told, he was, at bare minimum, bisexual. And that's to be gracious about the waterfowl. His most notorious fil...

My cooking has direct lineage to Escoffier. I wish I could say that was true from my initial professional experience in the kitchen,...

(Pre-recorded on 78 rpm vinyl, as Mr. Williams was unable to attend the awards ceremony due to prior commitments) Well, howdy, friends and n...

Seeing as how this whole darn Duck deal has landed in my lap, it occurred to me that I better do that orderly asymetrical three-on-a-plate t...