Archive for the 'Los Angeles' Category

Nice Job, DMV

Monday, April 21st, 2008

I never thought I would even think those words, but the California DMV has me totally impressed with its very web 2.0 website. You know how most government websites are like Internet versions of Word documents? Not this one!
I just renewed the registration for my car and it took about 1.5 minutes. And there are […]

Musical Freaking Theater

Sunday, April 20th, 2008

Half an hour in, and I am slumped forward in my seat, cradling my head in my hands. Five more minutes and my brain is pulsing against my skull from all the off-key notes.
I was led to believe this would be a dance recital. But there is one six-minute dance number and the rest is […]

Cringe

Tuesday, April 8th, 2008

I don’t really get the concept of valet parking at all, because I don’t ever want someone else to drive my car. At the LAX Hilton, where I went to the opening of a film festival last night, they make it next to impossible to find the self-parking lot, so you get suckered into a […]

Santa Monica Logic

Wednesday, March 5th, 2008

Today was my first day at my new Santa Monica office space. I cannot write a lot about this space, so suffice to say that it is awesome, and filled to the brim with fascinating people. Of course, another perk for me is that I get to work in Santa Monica. It’s not cool to […]

Fake Memoirs

Tuesday, March 4th, 2008

Seriously, how anyone believed for ONE SECOND that Margaret B. Jones (aka Seltzer) had a legit memoir is really beyond me. The basic plot smacks of total fakery: little white girl grows up in South Central foster homes, runs drugs for her black, gang member foster brothers… wasn’t that a Lifetime movie? From the early […]

Breaking News: San Francisco good for shopping, eating

Tuesday, February 19th, 2008

There’s a lot more to write about my trip, all the reasons I didn’t want to come back home, but I want to get all the materialistic stuff out of my system first. You’ve been warned.
Something about traipsing up and down all those hills makes it really hard to gawk at people like you can […]

Come again?

Sunday, February 10th, 2008

Tonight, watching Dariush Mehrjui’s newest film, Santouri, I thought my eyes would pop out of my head when I saw some Persian insults I always thought rather tame (naa-mard, for instance) subtitled “fuck-face,” “dickhead,” and “faggot,” among other choice terms.
Granted, the film is about a junkie, so these words captured the spirit of the dialogue, […]

Totally Zen

Friday, February 8th, 2008

At the Zen Buffet on Victory Boulevard, if you come late for lunch, they want you to check how much food they have left before they seat you. Everything looks fine, so we stay, and the hostess walks us to a booth by a window looking out onto the vast parking lot. I can see […]

Eastside

Sunday, December 9th, 2007

Cities rub off on you. It’s a shift that’s imperceptible unless you have flown across the country enough times to notice that on your way out East,  you’re friendly, and on your way back West, you’re surly. I noticed it this time. When I was making my way to the lavatory in the back of […]

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