Archive for March, 2010

best (and only) natatorium

(a swimming pool)

Also the only bit of space not covered in golfing young fashonistos or babies or dogs big enough to eat babies.

A. tells me she asked this guy what his secret was.  Apparently, he gets what he needs at the hardware store.  Which makes him the worst kind of people: the kind who get these results without trying, and for whom expending effort for them is sort of unthinkable. About A.’s own work with urban ag, [...]

I found this lovely sort of cross section right on the edge of their property.  Were they teaching classes?  Dissecting the hedges to educate the masses re: proper care?

She’s my sister and my mother!

Look! A river.

L.A. is a colorful city.

In the relative luxury of the Southbound Pacific Sunliner train, I first finished a little taco-truck taco.  Then I brushed my teeth in the spotless bathroom.  While I charged my various electronic devices in the outlet near my seat, I had a chance to scope out my metro-area-to-be.  Conclusion: it is colorful, and the public [...]