Showing posts with label LA. Show all posts
Showing posts with label LA. Show all posts

09 February 2012

2 Random Thoughts

I know I haven't written anything in ages. That's how it goes. So my first post in 2012 is 2 totally random and unrelated thoughts. Again, that's just how it goes...

1. Obama's campaign people just put up a Spotify playlist for the campaign. First, I wonder if our founding fathers ever imagined that being successful in politics would require finding staff who can pick out music with mass appeal for use on the campaign? Second, when they include Ray LaMontagne's "You Are The Best Thing," do they mean that Obama is the best thing in our lives? Or are we the best thing in Obama's life? (Dad, no need to respond to this. I know your answer. ;))

2. I take the bus daily to/from work. I live in Los Angeles. This makes my stress level infinitely better than if I drove. I sit back, relax, read a book or magazine, or just zone out. All while the rest of my city sits in anger about some jackass cutting them off on Sunset Blvd. Despite the clear superiority of bus-riding to driving (in my opinion), it is not without its downsides. My biggest bus pet peeve lately has to do with seat selection. I feel like it's an unwritten rule that you do not choose a seat next to someone unless all other options are taken. So today, when there was a full row of seats in front of me open, and random dude chose to sit right next to me, I was a little peeved. I dealt with it, but it's still annoying. Also annoying? When all rows are taken, so people justifiably begin sitting next to strangers, why do they always have to pick me? I know I'm thin and shower daily, which probably makes me a more desirable seat neighbor than many other bus riders, but ugh. It just feels unfair. Why do I take the bus if I clearly have such issues sharing space with strangers? Well, I guess the pros outweigh the cons. But I can still complain, right?

19 December 2010

Downtown LA

A few weeks ago, I spent a day downtown with my friend, Zach. He knows pretty much everything about LA, so he makes a good tour guide. We had free passes to the Grammy Museum, so the goal was to (a) take the subway in LA, (b) go to the Grammy Museum, and (c) use these $20 coupons we had for Border Grill downtown. Everything else was bonus. Here are some of the highlights:

This is actually not downtown, but from a recent hike. Proof that fall exists in LA, too. At least in this one spot.

I took this photo for David Camacho because, even though Camacho is actually a common name, I only think of David...

The Bradbury Building - site of many movies, including Bladerunner and 500 Days of Summer.

Grand Central Market downtown.

Angels Flight. According to the plaque, it's the world's shortest incorporated railway. It just goes up the hill, but was a pretty entertaining use of a quarter.




21 November 2010

Hair on Fire

Short post:

Friday night I went out with some friends to Bar Marmont. Adam Duritz was there. And a tall blonde woman whose hair caught on fire.

That is all.

13 July 2010

How to get ignored for a restaurant job

Please note that this may not apply to restaurants like Hooters or sports bars or other somewhat trashy establishments. But today at Coffee Bean, I sat next to a girl and her mother who were discussing the girl's attempts to get a job at a restaurant. She listed a few high class restaurants in LA and noted that they basically ignored her or made her wait a long time before talking to her. My assessment? Perhaps if you did not wear a shirt so low-cut that I could see almost all of your lace bra underneath your shirt you might get a little more respect. I realize that this could be a style thing - maybe she thinks it looks cute to show off the lace? However, she kept pulling her shirt up to cover the bra, only to have it slip down again 2 second later revealing the bra again. Brown shirt. Lavender lace bra. Not cute. Sorry chick. You better start applying to places that match your look a bit more.

21 January 2010

Love/Hate

Reason to love LA: when something happens that warrants charity concerts, they are all over the city. Fiona Apple with Jon Brion and Gillian Welch (and others) on Saturday. Radiohead benefit show on Sunday. Jenny Lewis and Azure Ray (and others) on Tuesday.

Reason to hate LA: Fiona Apple show sold out before I even heard about it. Radiohead is selling tickets auction style to raise the most money. That makes a lot of sense from a charity standpoint, but also means that I can't afford tickets. So while I have the potential to actually go to these shows because of geography, the whole population of LA also has that potential...and apparently doesn't have a low-paying day job that keeps them from affording the tickets and from hearing of the shows in time to even buy them.

17 January 2010

LA Stereotypes - in the flesh

I was at LAX the other day waiting to board my flight, and I sat next to the girl everyone hates about LA. Interestingly, she was actually only in town to visit her boyfriend. She is not from LA. More evidence that people's LA biases are not always accurate.

Anyway, this girl was on the phone with her boyfriend when I sat down. I made it in time for this part of the conversation: "No, I love YOU more. No, I love YOUR family more!"

Then I noticed her hair. It was pulled back into a messy ponytail. Dyed blonde, of course. And then...I saw...hair extensions. Not just the presence of hair extensions, but I could clearly the see the portion of the side of her head where fake hair had been woven in and attached to her real hair. This part.

So she finished her lovey dovey conversation with the boyfriend and immediately makes another phone call. This one to a friend who is also a friend of the boyfriend. Here are a few great quotes from that phone call:
  • You and me are good friends, so I value your advice.
  • He only treats me right when he's drunk or taking pills...but I shouldn't break up with him, right?
  • I came out to visit him, and he stayed on the couch and did nothing the whole time.
  • (Re: BF's date to a NYE party that she could not attend) Is she pretty? Is she prettier than me? Tell me the truth...
  • Did he lose his job? Cause the whole time I was there he was just on the couch and didn't go to work once.
  • (Pleading with friend to stay on the phone) One more question - does he think I'm crazy/psycho because I got his phone and texted that girl not to text him anymore?
So she's in such a good relationship that she's not sure if he has a job or not - and doesn't want to ask him directly. But she shouldn't break up with him, right? And they clearly really really love each other...

29 November 2009

I hope I don't get herpes...

I drank from a stranger's beer last night at a bar... I asked him what he ordered because it kind of looked like fruit juice. He answered, "Hoegaarden, try it" and handed me his glass. I looked at him and said, "I don't even know you!" To which, he replied, "just try it. You'll like it." So I did. Then I returned to the conversation I was having with my friend.

So if I end up with mono or some other disease communicable through spit, you know where it came from.

15 November 2009

Boombox Faith

This morning I saw a man going into the Faith Tabernacle on Olympic Blvd. in West Los Angeles with a boombox in one hand. I can only imagine what that service is gonna be like.

29 August 2009

Oh I do have one thing...

One quick story:

I went to the W Hotel in Westwood last weekend with a friend. We were hoping to go dancing, but were also trying to meet up with friends - which eventually led us to the W. They have a live DJ, so we figured this was a good compromise. Dancing plus friends. So we get a drink, hang out for a bit before dancing. But I note that no one is dancing near the DJ. The space is empty. So we sit down and watch a few drunk people near the bar start to get their groove on, only to be interrupted by 2 bouncers. Confused, my friend asked the bouncer why they stopped the dancing. My best bet was that they didn't want dancing near the bar for fear of drink spill/glass breaking. But no. There is actually no dancing allowed at the W. Apparently, you have to have a permit to allow dancing, and the W does not have such a permit. They have been busted in the past, so now the bouncers are regularly enforcing it. Yet they have a live DJ playing dancy music... It was so confusing. Felt like we were in Footloose or something in 2009.

Life is Crazy

Since I last wrote, my British friend Amy was in town, my dad, brother, and his mom were in town, and I am prepping for a visit from my friend Marc and my birthday party next weekend. I apologize for the lack of posts. It is not that random funny things have not occurred, but mostly because I have not had the time to sit down and write about anything. I suppose I could give 2 quick concert reviews, but then I may not write again for a few weeks...

Red Arrow Messenger - August 24th at Spaceland: They were great. Disclosure that I know these guys, but they were honestly great. My friends who came with me had never heard them and did not know the band and were asking me how they could get their album. Of course, the album isn't out yet, so you can't, but be on the lookout for when it does come out - cause they really are great. Lots of energy, which pretty much defines a good concert for me.

LA Philharmonic conducted by Placido Domingo with cello solo by Yo-Yo Ma - August 25th at the Hollywood Bowl: The large pieces were ok - pretty, but nothing that blew me away. The highlight of the show was the solo encore piece that Yo-Yo Ma did, followed by the duet between Yo-Yo Ma and Placido Domingo (Ma played cello, while Domingo sang). It was pretty amazing to hear. The other highlight was simply being at the Hollywood Bowl. It's a pretty amazing venue. It makes me excited to go to the Greek Theatre in Griffith Park in a few weeks to see how it compares.

10 August 2009

My Life

This weekend, I hiked to the Hollywood sign, saw The Dodos play a free concert at The Getty Center, ate breakfast in Manhattan Beach, then spent the rest of the day on the beach in Malibu. This is not a vacation. It's just another random weekend.

In a couple weeks, I am going to the Hollywood Bowl to see the LA Philharmonic conducted by Placido Domingo with Yo-Yo Ma performance.

I sort of love LA...

05 July 2009

Thriller

My roommate and I went to the Hollywood Forever Cemetery tonight for their weekly summer movies - tonight's was Jaws in celebration of the 4th of July (when Jaws takes place). Before the movie started, they had DJs playing music, and just when it was finally dark out, right before movie-time, the DJ started playing Michael Jackson's "Don't Stop Til You Get Enough." People suddenly stood up and start dancing, prompted in part by an enthusiastic Ethan Embry who was in the crowd and started yelling for people to dance. That song was followed up, of course, by "Thriller." I can't possibly explain how surreal it was to be in the Hollywood Cemetery at night dancing to "Thriller" with hundreds of other people just over a week after MJ's death. And then there were fireworks...

Pictures didn't turn out very well because it was dark, but I posted some below anyway. Ethan Embry is in the blue baseball hat.



30 June 2009

Michael Jackson

So far 12 people have attempted or committed suicide over Michael Jackson's death. I find it hard to believe that those suicides are actually due to MJ. I mean, someone's life has to be pretty miserable and their mental health can't be too stellar for them to use MJ's death as a reason to kill themselves. So add some of the crazy "I want to be with him" through death sorts of thoughts to already miserable lives.

There was also supposedly a crisis team at UCLA to help counsel mourning fans. If my internship had started a week earlier, who knows whether that would be one of my assignments...

29 June 2009

Of Montreal

Have I mentioned that I love Of Montreal? I am currently listening to Hissing Fauna... It seriously makes me want to go to another concert. And, of course, they are playing this month in LA. But at the freaking Hollywood Bowl where I would need to spend a fortune to even be able to see them. Since I've already seen them twice in the last 12 months, this seems a bit unnecessary.

But seriously. "There's the girl that left me bitter. Want to pay some other girl to just walk up and hit her. But I can't I can't I can't I can't I can't!" Ok, maybe that lyric needs the music with it...

01 April 2009

Quick Love/Hate List

Things to love about LA:
Things to hate about LA:
  • This. This is a time-lapse video taken by my friend Ida from the back seat of my car. We were on I-5 in LA. (Note: the original version is much longer than 2 seconds - something happened to it when Ida sent it to me via email)

Things to love about Eugene:
  • This. Cardboard signs plastered around someone's yard saying things like, "To Pay Day" "To Keeping it Weird" "To Being Spontaneous"

Things to hate about Eugene:
  • This. Yes, this is the same photo. That was not an error. Sometimes the quirkiness is entertaining and creative. Sometimes it gets old. Is weird still weird when everyone does it?