Los Angeles Pictures and Stories

My friend Nahum was a LACMA member, so he took me. It was great. The most memorable part was when he was loudly loudly berating me for not agreeing that "Waiting For My Ruca" was the best Sublime song. Nahum really thinks it's funny to be loud and offensive, especially where it's not appropriate. For the most part, I kind of have to agree with him. He spent a lot of time that day negatively using swear words to describe art he didn't like... which was a lot of art. HOWEVER, at this particular time, we were walking, and several people were around us, including one lady who was kind of young, but older than us, and kind of dressed nice in a uniformy way (like a waitress). As I was telling Nahum to please be quiet, she turned around and said, to me, "He's right, you know. That is their best song." Oh, LA...

More pictures and stuff...

I don't know what this next picture was of... Aside from painted boomboxes. It didn't seem like it was a store or a gallery. I just liked it.

There was a killer in this neighborhood, so the police had locked off the street. People were lined up at the police tape waiting to get back into their houses, or waiting to leave the block. It was funny. You'd see kids walking up to the line and handing groceries to their mothers, who would then walk back to their houses and continue cooking. One guy walked up to the line, and somebody brought him out a suit, and then he left. I didn't really have anything to do that day, so I hung around and just watched for about an hour.

This was the bathroom of this one old warhouse type place that is solely used for film shoots. Apparently they really hate the fact that they're not supposed to park right outside of their own building, so they keep stealing the signs, and the city keeps putting them back up. I wonder how long this has been going on for...

Click on the below picture to make it bigger and readable. Yes, isn't it awesome?

This really really looked like a cross, but it was a tow truck.

Little cowboy, at a fake rodeo...

Well, it was a fake rodeo, but it wasn't fake. I did see one guy get sent to the hospital by an angry bull.

This was the bathroom at the Echoplex on St. Patrick's...

I guess I probably should've expected to see this in the bathroom at a concert for a band called "And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of The Dead..." Long story. Anyway, not the band that I thought it was. You know how rock songs have like these crazy build ups for the most intense part, and there's a lot of cymbals? This band writes songs that are like 6 minutes long that are just that crazy build up part. And it's kind of lame.

This was actually taken on my way from LA to SLC right before Christmas. It was really interesting to see the whole sun set thing when you're totally up above the clouds. I felt like I could see the curve of the Earth.