Another beautiful morning I thought just shouldn’t escape a snap. It’s chilly. It’s windy. I can feel Fall nearby, but not quite within grasp. It is a welcome reprieve to our boiling August weather that sometimes doesn’t want to go away until after Halloween. So here it is, today’s sunrise. I enjoyed it, I hope you do too.
Sometimes, Runyon Canyon walks tend to bring up images of Gorillas in the Mist.
By 8am, the city’s marine layer had lifted and it’s exorbitant advertisements – billboards and supersized graphic wrapped buildings – glittered across the circuit board landscape, the Hollywood sign appeared and another dog-walker complained to her buddy when I passed by, “Is she carrying a coffee mug?”
This depressingly long week has finally come to an end (officially 5pm, but you know, I’m pretty much there already). I’ve been testing a new system at work (long meetings and even longer data entry), walking the dog in the now dark 6am hours (should I carry mace?), tried to save a baby possum from being run over by a car (but he died later in the bushes abandoned by Mom), my Dad and I haven’t exactly been talking over the last few weeks, and this heat could make anyone want to move to Alaska and give up on the never-ending sunny days of California. So here we are, Friday. I woke up late but the 7am walk was beautiful.
At the current 66 degree weather, it’s strange to see the morning fog still lazying about. Yet, it’s murkiness has traipsed into the streets and at 8:30am, is still lingering like a loyal dog. How perfect then, that this morning’s aberrant weather marks the first day of Fall, and hopefully a change in the recent blistering heat that ensures my energy bill for all the a/c blasting will continue to rise. L.A.’s cool humidity this morning is potentially meaningless; temperatures are expected to reach 102 today. So, until Fall breaks the fever, we’re a/c bound.
There is nothing to say about this particular piece of L.A. scenery except for the fact that this steeple, complete with gyrating globe, sits above a conspicuous yet curtains-drawn-always-closed-possible-restaurant (best guess). I have yet to fully understand what the building functions as (or what search terms to enter in google), except as an ode to the “world,” and it’s unending axis spin – or a possible meeting place for Scientologists. No theory should be rejected.
Back to the grindstone.
Hope everyone had a great weekend!
Really, what is the point here?
I am now an estimated eight hours away from three days of lazy bliss. I anticipate many hours spent sleeping, eating and furious exercise (all the better for that bikini). May your barbecues be sizzling and your pools refreshingly cool. Have a great weekend!! Expect to be wallowing in margaritas at 6pm.
NO SAINTS IN L.A. 