loving LA/california

seriously, this place sucks. it is completely morally bankrupt. it's a sewer.

after my trip to new york, i realized that new york is the abusive husband that you love. it beats you up, but you keep coming back to it. there's too much good in him for you to leave him. he's cultured. he's smart. he's rich. you love him. dirty, bad manners, no heart.

LA on the other hand, is the cheating wife that you just can't leave. she drives you crazy. you know when she's cheating on you. she doesn't care. she's too hot for you to leave her, and you both know she's right. and when it's on, it's totally on. sexy, morally bankrupt, soulless.

you hate yourself for loving both of them, but you keep coming back for more.

past weekend the love affair was torrid. out of my sickness. drive up the coast. wine tasting in santa barbara. rampant egoist consumerism. chilling with buds. waves crashing on the coast. palm trees winking at me. surfing the point. lakers win.

so then what?

this PSA aired right after the win.



and i could not stop watching coverage of this:



you can youtube "lakers riot" and get a bunch of pretty awesome clips. my favorite thing was people ripping down trees and lighting them on fire. why? so they could jump over it, of course. (btw: this is another reason to love LA--don't be confused. i love round the clock riot coverage.)

anyways...speaking of LA being the sexiest woman in the world, another thing i should clear out of the flickr clearinghouse is these pictures of me and z going on a hike. can't hate a city that's got hiking like this.

top of waterfall:





art shot w/ waterfall:



boulder hopping in wilderness--20 minutes from my house!--it's amazing.