I used to blog about my LA experiences a lot, which people seemed to find fairly entertaining. I suppose when I was an idiot getting off the bus at the wrong place and getting into altercations with people at the 7-11 (‘member that one, folks? if not i’ll tell the story again), that was funnier than my current routine, which is more, well, routine. However – every day I notice quirky things, some of which seem uniquely LA and even uniquely my neighborhood and some that I’m sure we all recognize.
Some choice moments:
Even the mind-numbing data input project that I’m doing part-time right now has its good points. I came across these two names, which read this way when displayed in first/last format:
LITTLE RICHARD
WHITE GUY
Ha!
My favorite overheard coffee order of the week: “double iced cappuccino, decaf, with soy milk”
Let’s hear it for over-complicating matters! I’ve started to think that coffee ordering is becoming a new art form, and now I want to figure out just how intricate it can get.
I saw a guy today on a bike, talking on a cell phone. And I’m not talking bluetooth (that’s a whole other thing – then it just looks like crazy-man-on-bike-speaking-to-himself), he was holding it. I wonder if that’s still legal…anyway, 3 cheers for him and his managing not to fall off his bike while having what clearly must have been an important conversation. I have enough trouble with both hands on the bars.
Today on my walk I also passed a minivan whose sliding door was wide open, and spanish-language music was pouring out. Clearly at the end of some hardcore picnicking, a man and woman were hoisting a cooler up into the car – well, the man was. The woman was just belting out the song on the radio with reckless abandon. I mentally gave her props for her lack of inhibition, but then I smelled the alcohol on her breath (from 10 feet away). Let’s hope her man was driving. This, right before I passed the very serene Buddhist monk on her (yes, her) walk. Hmmm.
And, my favorite, which makes me want to go back to the Silver Lake reservoir area more – the sunburned shirtless man who reads the newspaper while walking really fast! He was one of the best characters in my own personal LA story when I first moved here. And he’s still goin’ strong, just as toasty, speedy, and well-read as ever.