Tag: Los Angeles
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Apoplex, Please!
Hey, here’s a bad idea: watching this week’s episode of Six Feet Underif you’ve ever had anyone in your life die. Jesus Christ, that was painful. Work went late tonight. Had to cancel dinner plans. We’re officially in production now. One of the things I do miss about my pre-television life is my lunch schedule. Every…
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do not curb appraise
Running through my neighborhood today, I passed a sign outside a house for sale. Underneath the three signs with phone numbers and information about the realtor, there was a tiny sign dangling from the bottom, on hooks. It said: “I’M GORGEOUS INSIDE.” In Los Angeles, even the houses need validation.
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on the way home.
[scripty] EXT. LOS ANGELES STREET — DAY A YOUNG WOMAN WAITS AT THE CROSSWALK, FIDDLING WITH HER PURSE, LOST IN THOUGHT. A YOUNG, ATTRACTIVE, AFRICAN-AMERICAN MAN APPROACHES HER. HE’S HOLDING A PIECE OF PAPER AND A PENCIL, LIKE HE HAS BEEN INTERRUPTED. MAN I just saw you in the bookstore, and I wanted to come…
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rule of pam: the worse you look, the more likely you will run into old friends
There is never a good time for you to wear your own t-shirt. I said this to stee last night as we got ready for the Rilo Kiley concert. I had just finished posting this, and realized I hadn’t worn mine yet. “Your Wonder Killer shirt?” stee asked. “You should wear it. It’s not like…
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Three Stories
LA Story I felt my first real earthquake today. I mean one where I knew an earthquake was about to hit and then it did. I sat through lots of earthquakes when I lived in Palm Springs as a kid, but I don’t really remember them. We lived above the laundry facility at a hotel,…
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What Last Night Looked Like
A cloudburst and clogged drains left about two feet of water standing on the Hollywood Freeway in Hollywood on Monday night, halting traffic in both directions at Santa Monica Boulevard. Hundreds of vehicles were stranded in the water, and traffic backed up for five miles in both directions, remaining at a standstill in spots even…
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the wedding we didn’t have
There was a time, somewhere back last spring, when we were still trying to figure out both the ceremony and the location, that we had been excited about the notion of the following: Having Allison sing Leonard Cohen’s Hallelujah as I walked down the aisle of The Wayfarers Chapel. One week later, we’re watching The…
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processing the new year
The morning after the wedding, we woke up and listened to this song in bed and thought about how happy we were and how perfectly the wedding went and how lucky we were to have these amazing friends and family who braved the rain and snow and winds and this strange waterfall that happens on…
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Shave and a Haircut, Two Blocks
It was very tempting to just write, “So that happened.” And then move on. Because honestly, it will be near impossible to put into words the past three weeks. I figure I’m going to need the help of some photographs. While I’m waiting for everything to come in (and if you’re reading this and have…
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They Don’t Even Have a License, Leeza. (Now We Do)
We got our marriage license today. Actually, it wasn’t the easiest thing in the world to do, as there aren’t too many places in Los Angeles to fill out this form, and the Beverly Hills one is only open about twelve hours a week total. I appreciate how often they stress that both bride and…