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Mon 4 Nov 2013
Wed 25 Sep 2013
Sun 15 Sep 2013
Mon 2 Sep 2013
Here is a recent capture I snipped from Google Maps of a location at 2210 W. Temple Street and the same spot in 81 years earlier.
Thu 29 Aug 2013
When you are too cheap to spring for a sputnik, a star will do.
This sign in Boyle Heights is kind of a metaphor for displacement.
It started out as a Jewish neighborhood on Brooklyn Avenue. Now it is a Mexican neighborhood on Cesar Chavez Avenue. The building didn’t move.
I love how the “Pastrami” is tagged out and subsequent addition of “Tacos” remains below which makes an unintentional visual statement.
Sun 4 Aug 2013
Tue 2 Jul 2013
Fri 28 Jun 2013
Sun 12 May 2013
Los Angeles is one of the largest cities in the country.
I set out this beautiful Sunday morning to stroll upon unquestionably it’s shortest street,
And stroll I did. It took me 6 seconds to walk it’s 13 feet.
Sun 17 Mar 2013
Coming off of the AHA rally at Stone and then White Labs on Saturday, this food truck at a San Diego brewery made me start questioning my sanity as I waited for my food. Instead of a tip, someone ought to get them a freekin’ dictionary. They seem to need one.
They had words plastered all over their truck…except, they seemed not to have proofread anything (or more frightening, perhaps they HAD?) Oh boy.
Tue 12 Mar 2013
I was dropped off a few blocks from where I live today by a co-worker this evening. I found the chain of events this evening somewhat edifying.
If I was driving in my car…(since it’s too hot to cook) I would have likely gone through a drive-thru of some large multinational food company and ordered something then perhaps filled up the car at the station of one of the large multinational petroleum companies who are always saying how awesome they are for the environment, jobs and our future. The money I spent would largely had been shipped off to some anonymous corporate headquarters somewhere.
However, tonight I walked home. Passed by a bottle shop and picked up two. (Local business, money stays in town), then being hungry…sauntered by a few places until I saw a woman on the street selling tamales, I ordered two (I think it’s reasonable to assume that that money is staying right here…maybe even being spent at the local market to buy more supplies for tomorrow’s tamales). Passed by an independent bookstore…grabbed something off the $1 rack (sure it’s not a lot, but that $1 may just stay local if only to help pay the light bill or the gas). Crossing the intersection, I realize I need to get supplies from one store in my path and spontaneously decide to get a coffee to go from the place next to it (no, not a Starbucks).
So what is that??? FIVE businesses I spent money at solely because I happened to be walking.
That may not be a big thing to many people, but in Los Angeles walking is still somewhat of a radical act. However, being defiant is always easier when your car is in the shop of course. Still, if more people did it, more frequently…the city might be a healthier place to live.
Oh, one other thing. Walking home allowed me to walk beside a homeless person sleeping on the sidewalk just 2 blocks from where I live. That’s something else that car riders miss as well. The only thing drivers seem to notice are pretty people and traffic lights (and sometimes not even that).