I loved this piece in the Times Magazine today. Summing up the end of her time in Los Angeles, the author writes:
[S]urrounded by real friends and one lax psychic, that I saw the cruel joke behind the preceding nine years of my life: amnesia had been unavailable at every moment when it might actually have [...]
The final pub crawl list is ready.
Please note the changes: two bars were eliminated, as was the subway, and one bar was added.
If you can’t go wire-to-wire, show up at any point during the night.
Late this afternoon I realized that I do, after all, live in a city, and that I should seize the evening and do something. But what? I checked the Philharmonic schedule. Look, there’s a program tonight. Ok, I’ll go to the symphony, Mahler’s Sixth. Google says that this evening’s performance [...]
I flew from San Francisco back to LAX this afternoon. Upon arrival, reluctantly descending on the escalator, I passed Mayor Villaraigosa’s larger-than-life “Welcome to Los Angeles, Where the World Comes Together!” sign and began sneezing violently. Achoo! Achoo! Achoo! and on and on for about seven times. I must [...]