I am in here.
Today the heat began to get to me. Up until now, I’ve been braving the heat. I need fresh air, regardless of cost. Well, I just realized the cost today when walking from the car to the mall with Other Patti was like walking through very warm molasses. Currently playing: Drift from the album “Apollo: … Continue reading Summer heat
I think I’m not supposed to like Southern California in general, and Los Angeles in particular. One is always coming across terribly suave, knowledgeable people who say they hate it here and want to get out of the rat race. Any day now, they assure everyone. I like the rat race here. There are such … Continue reading What I'm not supposed to like
And walking it gave me blisters, so the street is full of mixed wonders. Jeans can cost $200 there. Don’t ask how I know this. I nurse my feet with lots of band-aids and hot chocolate from the nearby Starbuck’s. I stretch out on my patio with the LA Times, which is mysteriously missing the … Continue reading Rodeo Drive is a wonderful place
[Clouseau is walking through a pitch-black room with a match in his hand; calling out] Clouseau: Is there anybody hiding there in the dark? — Peter Sellers as Inspector Clouseau in The Pink Panther Strikes Again a very existentialist sort of quote, if you contemplate it
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