Author Archives: Geoff

Going Crazy for Fun and Profit

Poor Charlie Sheen is now last week’s news. Things happen quickly around here and you’ve got to keep up.  After a whirlwind romance with the spotlight in which he bared his tiger soul and winning mind, we have all moved on to the next deluded lunatic who panders to the lowest entertainment instinct of the [...]

The Right to Privacy

In a conversation I recently had on-line about an article regarding citizens being tracked by GPS, the subject of privacy came up. Okay, I did what I often accuse others of doing and jumped to a reaction before I’d read the article.  The article was actually a serious look at an opinion by certain judges [...]

Powerless

Okay, so I’m an idiot.  I received my electricity bill from Southern California Edison, set it aside with a thought to look at it again as the due date got closer, then put something on top of it, then something on top of that. This morning at about eleven am, while composing a Tweet (yes, [...]

We

(The following essay is a guest post written by my father, poet Rowell S. Hoff, expanding on a theme from a poem he wrote a few years ago.  I have included the poem at the end. -Geoff Hoff) We The English pronoun we is difficult. Of course it is not difficult when it refers to [...]

Wage War on Christmas – A Warped Holiday Story

(In keeping with a holiday tradition started last year, I will post our Christmas video here.  This year, I add to the tradition by writing a warped holiday story to go with it.) Legal Notice: This story, video and all the contents therein are purely for entertainment purposes. We are in no way affiliated with [...]

A Hustler, a Hovel and the Happiest Place on Earth

A version of this story has also been posted on our writing blog, Tips on Writing. When I was twenty-three, I moved to Los Angeles with a dream and everything I could fit into a bright orange Ford Gran Torino station wagon that I bought for six hundred dollars and named Stanley.  (Two points for [...]

Flying with Toothpaste

I used to love flying.  I’d sit by the window and revel in glorious creation, both Divine and human, as I sat both ensconced in it and removed from it, watching, thrilled, as the farmland, villages, mountains, lakes and cities went by under the wings that cut through wispy clouds.  It was true heaven as [...]

Mayonnaise

I once bonded with a complete stranger I met at a party over mayonnaise. We were friends for years after that. She also made this odd faux sweet potato dish with boiled, mashed carrots, but that’s not the important issue, here. What’s important is that we bonded over our mutual, excessive and probably psychologically worrisome [...]

Choosing a Tile

Steve (my writing partner for those who haven’t kept up with my posts here) and I used to play Scrabble® a lot. He used to get all the best tiles. In how many games can you get a “J” in the first few rounds, when there is a perfect double or triple letter spot open [...]

On Writing With a Partner

I’ve been writing with Steve Mancini for over eleven years.  That’s longer than many couples stay married!  I still write things on my own of course (you are reading my blog, after all.)  What we write together is completely distinct from what we do on our own.  What we write together tends to be comedy,  [...]