what i love about LA, vol. 1

this is a guy i found standing at the bus stop on valentine's day. in case you can't see it clearly, let me paint the picture for you: tall, lanky black guy in a black toque (beanie), black leather jacket, black pants, and big white sneakers (unfortunately, not pictured), standing at the side of the road blasting "Joy and Pain" by Rob Base & DJ E-Z Rock from a small, silver hand-held boom box.

for those of you who don't remember, the song goes a little something like:




i have no idea who these girls are. but something tells me they would appreciate the moment.

what i hate about LA, vol. 1

this is the parking lot by our house, otherwise known as wilshire boulevard during rush hour. at the risk of being a hater, i find this aspect of LA totally asinine, not to mention completely maddening. there's nothing like sitting in the middle of the street in an unmoving vehicle to give you a solid dose of irony. i can't decide whether this is a fact of life down here that i actually want to get used to so i can stop complaining about it, or to remain in complete opposition to so that i know i haven't gone completely numb. either way, this shit ain't cool.

The Dude abides

I concur.