Hell yeah, crocus. Way to be a self-starter. See if you can get some of your slacker friends to show up to work one of these days. Tulips, daffodills, I'm lookin' at you. We're not running a charity here.
So I'm going to California this week for the first time (Really? Really.) and I have to admit that my perception of L.A. life is kind of a cartoonish appropriation of that party scene in Annie Hall. You know, where Jeff Goldblum makes a phone call because he forgot his mantra. I feel like I should sort of "study" for my trip, so I've been listening to a lot of Gram Parsons and Beach Boys.
Los Angeles, brace yourself for my blinding paleness.
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Don't come with with an "L.A. is nasty, I hate it" story. Have so much fun and enjoy all that sunshine. Drink wine and OJ. Oh yeah, scarf down all the Mexican food you can. It will be delicious! Be weary of shanty taco stands, eh but also throw caution to the wind. If you see a "paletero" you have to get a popscicle. If you're lucky you'll find his leathery face screaming "paletas, paletas!" while he rings a cow bell...that's just if you're lucky.
Oh yeah, I sound like an idiot. I've never been to L.A. The Mexican food advice is based on my statistical research of Latino populations in the United States. With that, I would assume you might find the "paleta" man in an ever larger Mexican population than Dallas...if you're lucky. My favorite flavours are mango, tamarindo, and lime.
Did you know that saffron is the stamen of crocuses????? Learned that from Matt Goldy yesterday. I really kind of do think that L.A. will be as surreal as we all envision it.
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