Ventura
I fell in love with the beach town Ventura. I've been wanting to go there ever since I moved to CA. I'm glad I finally was able to make the trip. It would be such a dream to live here. maybe some day with a partner in crime. who knows. :)
LaSuperRica
When I first moved to CA, i was a devout reader/follower of this: coastal california by john doerper. i know i've written about him before. i'll find that when i have a sec.
ANYWAY - I explored Ventura & Santa Barbara this past weekend - with 1 main mission: eat a taco at the tacqueria that Julia Childs was psychotic* about. And so, of course, I did.
Diptych of meal. (please note, i wasn't that hungry - I was thirsty...
obligatory line around the block.
the trusty ol' miata - through the blinds
Tortillas are hand-pressed & fried right before you consume... (look beyond the couple at the tortilla gal.
*not really, but it sounds kind of funny to say julia is psychotic about tacos. :)
ANYWAY - I explored Ventura & Santa Barbara this past weekend - with 1 main mission: eat a taco at the tacqueria that Julia Childs was psychotic* about. And so, of course, I did.
Diptych of meal. (please note, i wasn't that hungry - I was thirsty...
obligatory line around the block.
the trusty ol' miata - through the blinds
Tortillas are hand-pressed & fried right before you consume... (look beyond the couple at the tortilla gal.
*not really, but it sounds kind of funny to say julia is psychotic about tacos. :)
webpresence
isn't it funny how you meet a bunch of new people and then after you say goodbye, you go and all connect online?
so in essence - you meet people physically, and then you meet them virtually.
makes me wonder if my online presence conveys who i am. in a way, it does. and then in another way, its so so so so so so terribly off.
so in essence - you meet people physically, and then you meet them virtually.
makes me wonder if my online presence conveys who i am. in a way, it does. and then in another way, its so so so so so so terribly off.
Seaofdreams NYE2011
last night i walked right into a 100 dollar burning man party. the warehouse took up an entire block in SoMa. It was apparently the place to be. Again, I just walked in the backdoor.
On the main dancefloor, even though everyone was covered in green glowing dots, i'd rather be at home with my dog.
I tried to let go of my spirit, and just float through the crowd, but everyone kept getting in my way.
I feel the same way about the burning man crowd - as i did about my first time to SoHo in 1998: Why is everybody dressed the same?
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