My friend posted this video to facebook with the status “watch the video. then you will understand why it’s worth the arsons, winds and decapitations…” She’s speaking, of course, of Hollywood, and I agree completely. Beneath the dust created by arson fires and then kicked …
Joseph was excited about the weekend. He was IM’ing me every second of the last hour of the work day with ideas about our evening plans, and he finally, decisively declared that he wanted “burgers, Manhattans, and video games”. I suggested the usual: Stout, Umami, …
I am in full-on holiday mode. All I want to do these days is shop, bake, eat, knit, and drink cocktails. UniqueLA satisfied all of my seasonal cravings. Watch my video below to see what I came home with:
Los Angeles suffers from a dearth of green space. Occupy LA was evicted, and the lawn around City Hall is now a wasteland of dirt and debris. Surfaces have been tagged with graffiti, and according to NBC, some of the debris is contaminated with urine …
I hated every second of it, the yoga class I took this morning at the Hollywood YMCA. It was only my second of the entire year, and the last one, nearly eight months ago, was all rest and relaxation. The instructor of this morning’s class, …
The air is different here. The leaves on the deciduous trees have changed color, and the temperatures are seasonably cool. Still, though, it’s different. Sixty-two degrees comes with a scent of warmth, comforting rays upon the face, instead of the nibbling chill of East Coast …
I am a fan of public transportation, but particularly of public transportation that works. For it to work, it needs to be efficient, timely, and expansive – that is, it needs to cover the majority of a city, so that folks of all demographics, from …
On Sundays, I have time, and with this time, I walk. Sometimes my walks take me into the sinuous hills of Beachwood, sometimes into the sun-baked paths of Griffith Park. Sometimes my walks turn into runs, as I join the motivated, life-affirming achievers that chase …
“Hollywood, Hollywood, Hollywood!” A week or two after we moved in to our neighborhood, my husband and I both became conscious of a young woman who lived in the building across the street from ours. She couldn’t have gone unnoticed. She looked about twenty-five years …