~jiggity jig~
Saturday, July 21st, 2018there was a bit of this, some of that, a skosh of this, all too swiftly followed by that.
there was a bit of this, some of that, a skosh of this, all too swiftly followed by that.
A bit of scrivening in Mom’s garden, and beneath Mom’s canopy.
July 4th dinner discussion regarding the earth’s inevitable demise by way of sun explosion (if we’re lucky), was followed by an apocalyptic preview with ring-side seats. Days of sand and surf followed.
…and apéro with whales.
Did not expect a date night on this time machine trip, yet we found ourselves in a sea of tricorns and jolly rogers in the Hollywood hills last night. My junior high school self loved no one as I did snarky, campy, come-hither Adam Ant (Bowie aside). I begged my mom to see the Kings […]
While making coffee I spied a friend’s neighbors redressing their presidential mannequin–switching it up from Cinco de Mayo’s OG Bad Hombre to whatever this look is meant to evoke. Kindly note the r/w/b pinwheel atop cowboy hat. That took some doing.
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A very fine day in my old stomping ground as we prepare to leave the West Coast once again. A trek to the sign, to Griffith Park’s Trails Cafe, to Olvera Street for early Dia de los Muertos, and to Boyle Heights for conchinita pibil that nearly did us in and mole poblano that will […]