Tag Archives: Los Angeles

Probability

As a pedes­trian in The Greater Los Ange­les Area, I find myself in per­ilous sit­u­a­tions on a reg­u­lar basis due in large part to motorists who drive both care­lessly and reck­lessly. I wish I were speak­ing hyper­bol­i­cally. Ear­lier this evening (or tech­ni­cally last night), walk­ing home after an impromptu din­ner at Tommy’s — a deli­cious deci­sion I’m glad I made — I was nearly hit

Home

When I first moved to USF in the fall of ’96, I held fast to the notion that San Fran­cisco wasn’t home. While I did live there, I didn’t feel that qual­i­fied the city to be con­sid­ered home. I would cor­rect peo­ple, much in the same way I cor­rect peo­ple who call me “Dave”. I’m not a “Dave”, I’m a “David”. I

Gambles

As of today — tech­ni­cally yes­ter­day — I offi­cially have a new apart­ment. The lease has been signed, the deposit paid, and the keys are in my pos­ses­sion. I’ll be mak­ing the move to #104, Pueblo Pleasar, on Mon­day. I’m sur­pris­ingly look­ing for­ward to mov­ing into Hol­ly­wood. I had orig­i­nally hoped to stay in the Down­town area, notably Lit­tle Tokyo, but

Syrup

The walk through Down­town Los Ange­les from Syrup Desserts to Unit #312 felt a bit like a death march. It’s not that I’ve ever taken one, mind you. Still, I imag­ine the feel­ing of uncer­tainty — the feel­ing of an impend­ing end — could draw some par­al­lels. Begin­ning tomor­row, for all intents and pur­poses, I will be home­less. I have the sup­port of