Picture update, mostly…

As the title says, this is mostly just a heads up that I’ve finally removed my opposable digit from my rectum and worked on some photos and posted them up on the companion blog over at Pictures of the Long Road to Nowhere

The recent ones posted were all from several day trips with a friend of mine from LA – the same person I’m doing the Two Photos a Day thing with.

Bottles was taken in an old skool candy store in Pasedena while we walked around the Old Town for a few hours one afternoon. We saw the Cheesecake factory where Penny from The Big Bang Theory apparently works. It looks nothing like it’s portrayed on the show. I felt cheated. I did not feel surprised, but they could’ve made it at least slightly close to reality, no?

Santa Monica Pier, Santa Monica 3rd Street Prom, Pier Couple and End of Route 66 were all taken on a day trip to Luxembourg. No, wait, that’s not right. Santa Monica, sorry. Easy mistake to make – they’re right next to each other. They were all taken at night, hand-holding my camera with no tripod or rests at all. Given that, I’m pretty impressed with how clearly they came out. I also haven’t played with B&W photography for a while, so they were fun to edit.

It also occurred to me that should someone, for some reason I cannot fathom, want to contact me about this blog at all, they have no real way of doing so save for leaving a comment on a post, which lacks privacy and finesse. On that note, I have created a Contact Me page up at the top should anyone need to. Also, I’m serious about the smoke signals.

Yes Man…

If you haven’t already seen it, I highly suggest you all go and watch Yes Man immediately. Here, I’ll make it easy for you. Follow one of the links here.

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The premise of the film is that Jim Carey’s character has to say ‘yes’ to anything and everything he’s presented with to try and excite his otherwise boring, dead-end life. Now on the face of it it may sound like a generic romantic comedy (which it is), but the chemistry between Carey and Deschanel coupled with a well-written script make it worth watching in its own right. The reason I like the film so much is the underlying theme and general lifestyle change it advocates.

At this stage you might be asking yourselves why I’m writing about a film on a travel blog, and you’d be right to do so. Allow me to educate you, dear readers.

Since I left on my trip, I have been trying to embrace as much as possible the tenets behind Yes Man, and being open and willing to do anything that presents itself. Now obviously this isn’t always possible for budgetary or practical reasons, but other than those it’s been going pretty well. This may sound cheesy, but screw you.

Case in point most recently: You’ll all remember the friend I hung out with through the Couchsurfing website a week or two ago who upon the first day of us meeting guided me gallivanting through LA’s downtown area, and without warning the second time we hung out took me hiking in the mountains looking for a mythical bridge.

Well, while I was in San Francisco (I’m back in Los Angeles now), we were chatting online and she asked when I was coming back to LA. I informed her that I’d be back on Thanksgiving, which is today, or Thursday for those of you who’re late to class. Her reply was, and I quote verbatim:

“oh! then you will be coming to a party with me on friday”

“Will I?”

“yep. you’re coming. bring something.”

And then right at the end of the conversation…

“OH. bring a swim suit too”

“… wat. Somewhat important and randomly tagged on the end there.”

“not really. its an afterthought. we party hard. we are zesty.”

“And that somehow involves swimsuits?”

So that’s the story of how I was ‘invited’ to a party tomorrow night somewhere in Los Angeles, with some people I don’t know, that may or may not involve the need for swim shorts.

“Yes.”

Couchsurfing for friends part deux…

Nothing to do with light switches happened today. Get over it.

As I mentioned a post or two ago, I was going to try using Couchsurfing to find some people to hang out with while I’m in Los Angeles. After browsing through a load of people’s profiles to find someone I’d get on with, I sent out a few messages to people explaining what was going on and asking them if they had any free time. One of those people responded saying they had a spare ticket to an event on Sunday and would I like to join them.

Well of course I would. Knowing nothing more about where I was going than it was ‘an event’ and nothing more about the person I was going with than I’d read on her CS profile, I set off.

We got on really well and had an excellent day bumbling around Los Angeles. The event itself was a fashion… thing. I still haven’t quite worked out what, exactly. We didn’t stay for long, and sadly I saw no identifiably famous people.

After we left we spent the next few hours walking around downtown LA investigating a load of the old theatres along Broadway that’ve all now sadly closed and been turned into bargain basement clothing stores, or just simply locked up and left to disrepair. Such a waste. The one that was open we were able to get into was about to hold a religious service of some kind, but before we were stared out of the place we did manage to sneak to the higher level of the auditorium and see the incredible old chandelier that still remained. Like I said, such a waste.

We explored parts of apartment buildings and hotels off limits to the public to see huge old ballrooms, again, left to disuse and disrepair. We climbed to the top of buildings and scaled their fire escapes for incredible views over the downtown buildings. We got lunch at a huge indoor market and ate far, far too much food.

Oh, then we witnessed a car crash.

After exchanging contact details with the crashees in case either of them needed a witness, we drove up to a lookout point with an incredible view over LA, the Valley, and of the Hollywood sign. The sun had just set, so the lights of the city below us and the lovely orangered of the sky were beautiful. Good thing I had my camera with me, too.

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Downtown LA and the 101
My couchsurfing LA guide

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When I got home, I received an hasty message from my new friend urging me to put the news on right away. Apparently someone had been shot on the exact corner where we’d earlier parked the car. Soooo, LA’s safe…

All in all, an excellent day. We’re going to be getting together again later on in the week, and quite possibly when I get back from San Francisco.