Downtown. ‘Everything’s waiting for you.’ A view from the bus.
She’s a Girl!, Downtown, House of Blues, one sick puppy, and More.
This is the bell tower positioned apart from the cathedral by a garden. The design of the bell tower reflects well I think the design of the rest of the buildings. Weird for a cathedral many think but every time I stop off here I still like it a lot.
When I looked back at pictures from other visits it was fun to notice how different my choice of shots were. It’s big, it’s dynamic, and well worth return visits.
Disney Hall, straight out of the camera. OK, except for maybe a little too much saturation.
Common wisdom says you love it or you hate it. I can’t say I love it but I do really really like it. If you want, do a ‘google-images-Disney Hall’ and you can flip through some of the probably infinite permutations of shape and color that this building presents.
Outside MOCA, The Museum of Contemporary Art.
Nancy Artz met me down here and we got the most amazing gift. A woman approached us offering to answer questions. She was a professional art curator and an employee of the museum and she was fantastic. She walked around the whole ‘Visual Music’ exhibit with us telling the what and why of each choice. It enriched the experience tremendously.
Without her I would have been like this: ‘WwHHhaat were they Thinking?!?’, and with her it was Art.
In this contemporary art world I really appreciate it when someone can give me a clue!
Thankfully, I have not been struck by some dread disease.
I really like my doctor. He always tells me I’m just fine. Eat right, stay fit, and when you’re out there in the world don’t be stupid. Sounds about right.
So it seems I have become prone to allergies and I can take this for this and that for that and just know it will pass. Fine.
Back to some serious getting around in the last two days. I went downtown to go with Marsha for Monday night, then in the morning it’s downtown again and from there drectly to the doctor, then I had to pick up my Chinese visa in mid-Wilshire, then I went back downtown to go with Marsha to Rosi’s for dinner, then Marsha buzzed me over to the #1 for the quick hop home.
Out and about! This is a piece of the ceiling in the entrance dome of the 7th Street Metro, access to the Red Line and one of my new favorite places.
Here it is 2AM and my nose is running, my eyes are watering, I’m sneezing and feeling ickyPOOpoo. ENOUGH all ready.
Yes dear ones, I Do have a doctor’s appointment which was meant to make sure I’ve got the proper pharmacy for China and what am I going to say anyway since it’s always Something ELSE and never that bad, just Annoying.
Shall I list my conditions, experienced always one at a time, from the last 5 weeks or so? Sure, why not. Sore throat, dry cough, runny nose, hacking cough, stomach cramps, sore throat again, headache, runny nose. Bleck. If I was working I would so be blaming them. I’d be looking for Workman’s Comp for sure.
The Contac I took an hour ago is kicking in and soon I’ll be asleep.
We did that ‘Trailhead 1 Mile’ hike off Sunset from before, we being me, Becky, and Brad Pitt. I didn’t recognize him of course but Becky assures me he did indeed join us for about two passing steps. I even did the traditional passing-hiker greeting-smile-nod. So now we’ve Met Brad Pitt?
Then I ate about 10,000 calories at the Thai place.
Margaret and I had another of our occasional dinner-dates in her living room. We eat snacks and chat it up.
She was feeling quite well and that was particularly good because as I have instructed her, she does need to live forever so that no one will build a hulking condominimum on my sunny side of the yard.
Awww, it’s sweet Cali-May! Our very own Southern Belle. Hi y’all!! Travis, Lainee, and sweet Cali-May!
Darryl scanned me up this pic when we went to join the gang for a walk down Ventura Blvd. in enjoyment of the Sherman Oaks Street Fair. Fun! We were D and Angela and Liz and Gary and Nancy and Sharon.
In a few days we might know if Liz and my grandbaby is a he or a she and then a name will follow so we can say Darryl and Angela and … And sweet Cali-May will get another cousin!
I rode the #2 to the #14 to the mta-761 and the 761 driver used Sepulveda instead of the freeway so he could drop me off right exactly at the front door of The Skirball Center where I met Darryl, Angela, and Al.
The baby got a nice hit of Baby-Einstein, we had a most informative tour, and a grand time was had by all.
Then I decided to walk the #14 portion of the way back and in so doing I found myself walking past the open gate of the VA Cemetery. Actually it’s called the Los Angeles National Cemetery.
Photo-Op! They make you get a permit at the visitor’s center and even that was an interesting experience.
Once a year for Veteran’s Day 4,000 Scouts flag every grave site and every time I’ve passed by before I’ve always said ‘oh, it’s not as great as then’ and consequently have never stopped. But if not now, when? Or rather, why not now?
Looking across the freeway to the Getty.
Jeanne treated a nice crowd of folks to Gospel Brunch at The House of Blues. What a fabulous treat!
So picture this: we’ve been eating for an hour from the all-you-can-eat buffet, chatting up our tablemates and generally having a jolly good time. Then, a down beat and a woman’s voice fills the room with several minutes of Gospel Call and Response We Are Here To Praise. Let me hear you PRAISE JESUS!
Then the curtain parts and before us is revealed…
Out for a real hike to test out my new shoes for China and The Great Wall. So far so good. No ankle-twisty-thing, no pebble slipping, nicely ventilated. So far so good.
Were it not for the fact that my old ones have simply Disappeared(!) I would not have got new ones and the new ones are significantly better, so that’s good.
This season I have been most impressed by how wild flowers on the whole are small. I forget that every year.
Basically, for what feels like for &*#@in’ Ever I’ve been off and on Not Well. This is Not Good. I’d go out and then stay in for a couple of days and then go out and then stay in.
My big sister took on her soon to be named matriarchal duties and brought me chicken soup. What a good big sister! So that’s been it. Some groaning, reading China guide books, listening to the radio and Mandarin cds, and scouring the internet for China travel tips. You’d think I’d be ready to leave tomorrow!
Fortunately one of those go out days was on the Sunday before Darryl’s birthday and I got to have plenty big fun.
We saw Stomp at the Pasadena Civic and it was truly a complete flat out blast. It was well executed, musical, awfully clever in both choreography of the individual segments and in creating an overall plot trajectory, and many a time we about bust a gut laughing, and there was not one spoken word in the whole production. No wonder it’s been playing around for more than ten years!