An LA Vacation

I have now lived the LA nightmare of your car breaking down on the way to the airport when you are flying internationally and etc. Thankfully, Pardo was driving, AAA will cover whatever car you’re in (good fact), the towtruck will bring something under 8 miles, the towtruck driver informed me that I was simply effed vis a vis my previous mechanical assistant. Specifically, the radiator hose was held on via ideas, and not clamps, clamps being the thing that will mean you don’t need to pull over on the 405 right by the 101. WHEE!

I have been out of LA long enough to forget that everyone there has visible tattoos and trendy footwear and hatwear and that many many teenagers have those cork earrings that are making their earlobes larger that they will all regret because it is stupid. Also that you go like this on the road: “GAAA GET OFF YOUR PHONE!” behind someone and then go “ooh, I could call person X” and then do and then a semi-truck flashes you because you are driving 10 mph because your conversation is going so well. Also, smog makes wonderful sunsets, and LA smells nice in certain places. Also, there are weirdos and bookstores. Also, people have pets. Also, it is possible to walk around and see high ceilings and park and have SWEET SILENCE at 1-3 a.m., which is delicious crack. Sometimes it is wonderful to see advertising and hear advertising and catch LoveLines, which is a wonderful show. Also I bought books because I AM SO SOPHISTICATED!!!!!!!!!!ANDAMAZING!!!!!!!!!GARAHARAHARAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and it turns out spending a lot of time in a very poor country or very poor sections of it where you clearly do not belong and are aware of kidnapping as a side job makes it much easier to relax in a place where you resemble other humans. Did I ever mention that someone was mugged in Acapulco by a cop?