I went to check out my son’s ROTC comp on Saturday. No idea where to find him and the squad, but he ran up on me when I was walking across the blacktop. I introduced myself to some of his friends I hadn’t met, and they seemed a bit stiff at that time. I try not to hang around when he’s with his friends because of this. I think it’s better to hang back and just let them do their thing. Besides – they’re in high school now. It’s a little different than chaperoning elementary and middle school field trips…
The Hair Social had their first art show on August 16th. Nintendos in every room. Video games and video game art around the shop… and on peoples’ heads. There was a lot going on. I think I people-watched more than anything. TFTI, guys…! #GameOn
Asked the guys if they had any words to share…
Got a reply back.
“French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe…”
So, I thought this Karl Strauss was over by Wyndansea. GPS disagreed. It’s in a secluded (sort of) location at the end of a street right alongside the 5 freeway. I had no idea I was near it until I heard Biggie… and “flamingos” (Sneakers, 1992).
Someone asked me if I was living the life.
Not yet, man. But, what’s up with the growlers…?
IMG_0979 1.JPG – I found this photo tonite during my weekly archive.
I had this view of an empty lot; beyond that an empty parking lot; beyond that a building; beyond that infinity. I used to go out on the balcony and just stare at this view. Bladerunner always came to mind. It’s since become obstructed, since maybe last sumer or fall. I forget.
Now there’s a wall where that view was, brightly lit. I can’t look over it or around it – just at it. I kept telling myself that it’d be a while before that wall came up. Then, boom; there it was; just like that.
I need a NAS…