End of the quarter, waiting for an idea
Nov. 12th, 2011 03:30 amI've now been living in West Hollywood for three months as of this hour. I arrived a few minutes after 4 am PDT on Friday 12 August 2011.
I still have stories to tell about the drive out here, about the doldrums of working from home, about our recent prep for Jupiter Jane Thuglife (my fiancee's kitty) as she will arrive from Conway NH on Monday night.
However it's raining outside. I felt strangely happy as I sat in a tented hookah bar in North Hollywood, sipping hot chocolate and reading Edge City while the rain battered the tarp and scared the teeny boppers.
A couple of them were fascinated by me. It probably helped that I was wearing my now-oversized velour jacket and twice their age. One kid was telling me about spending three years in a private school in the DR, memorizing the Bible and getting a lot of rulers to the thighs. Another was planning to get a tattoo on the inside of his lip in a few minutes and kept asking me about writing. He was in NA: I always have a soft spot for youngsters that go straight edge so they can remember not to do other things.
I drove various San Fernando Valley freeways in the rain. When I got home, I pulled into my carport and rolled down the windows. I was listening to a really good set on KXLU and nodding out.
I've been thinking a lot about community, how I miss mine even though I don't miss the metropolis of Boston. I still don't feel at home here, but I don't think about going back. I feel like I missed something in the middle, on the road.
KCRW is having a live broadcast from noon to 10 pm at Amoeba Records on Sunset & Cahuenga. Rollins will be spinning live. I... cannot... resist... the neck...
I still have stories to tell about the drive out here, about the doldrums of working from home, about our recent prep for Jupiter Jane Thuglife (my fiancee's kitty) as she will arrive from Conway NH on Monday night.
However it's raining outside. I felt strangely happy as I sat in a tented hookah bar in North Hollywood, sipping hot chocolate and reading Edge City while the rain battered the tarp and scared the teeny boppers.
A couple of them were fascinated by me. It probably helped that I was wearing my now-oversized velour jacket and twice their age. One kid was telling me about spending three years in a private school in the DR, memorizing the Bible and getting a lot of rulers to the thighs. Another was planning to get a tattoo on the inside of his lip in a few minutes and kept asking me about writing. He was in NA: I always have a soft spot for youngsters that go straight edge so they can remember not to do other things.
I drove various San Fernando Valley freeways in the rain. When I got home, I pulled into my carport and rolled down the windows. I was listening to a really good set on KXLU and nodding out.
I've been thinking a lot about community, how I miss mine even though I don't miss the metropolis of Boston. I still don't feel at home here, but I don't think about going back. I feel like I missed something in the middle, on the road.
KCRW is having a live broadcast from noon to 10 pm at Amoeba Records on Sunset & Cahuenga. Rollins will be spinning live. I... cannot... resist... the neck...
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Date: 2011-11-12 07:55 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-11-14 07:07 pm (UTC)Should I randomly ask my friend is she wants to meet you? My former Westover room mate moved out there with her bf and they are considering a move to CT or at least the East Coast because they're not liking it in LA either.
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Date: 2011-11-15 01:14 am (UTC)Uhh, sure! I wouldn't mind making friends out here.