stephen falk

\\I am Stephen Falk, a Los Angeles-based writer for television and movies. I currently write on this show. Even though I throw my hands in the air and wave them like I just don't care. I do care. Very, very much.\\

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Posted 5 days ago on November 2 2009


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Cleaned the gutters. Patched the flashings. Got tar all over my hands. Not euphemisms but things I did on the roof yesterday.

Cleaned the gutters. Patched the flashings. Got tar all over my hands. Not euphemisms but things I did on the roof yesterday.



Posted 6 days ago on November 1 2009


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Mac’s Love Letter To Chase Utley.


Posted: 6 days ago on November 1 2009

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Hip-Hop Medley. Brett Domino.


Posted 1 week ago on October 31 2009


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Halloween. View On Black

Halloween.

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Posted: 1 week ago on October 31 2009

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Eagle Rock. One winged. View On Black

Eagle Rock. One winged.

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Posted 1 week ago on October 30 2009


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Self. This was taken a half-hour before I tried Umami burger for the first time. So naturally the world here is a little dark, a little bleak. View Large On Black

Self.

This was taken a half-hour before I tried Umami burger for the first time. So naturally the world here is a little dark, a little bleak.

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Posted 1 week ago on October 29 2009


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Beneath the jaunty smile and thumbs-up he flashed for the purposes of the camera, Dima was slowly putting everything together in his head — all of which seemed to confirm, with rising, cold, absolute horror, that sometime during the two-month process of drawing the mural in the family kitchen, his oldest friend Kirill had indeed begun fucking his mom.

Beneath the jaunty smile and thumbs-up he flashed for the purposes of the camera, Dima was slowly putting everything together in his head — all of which seemed to confirm, with rising, cold, absolute horror, that sometime during the two-month process of drawing the mural in the family kitchen, his oldest friend Kirill had indeed begun fucking his mom.



Posted 1 week ago on October 28 2009


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Nicolas Cage falling down a hill.


Posted 1 week ago on October 27 2009


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Dentistry. View Large On Black

Dentistry.

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Posted 1 week ago on October 26 2009


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Bet. View On Black

Bet.

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