If a teeny tiny Someone showed up at your door with this giant bag stuffed full of journals would you balk? Would you go, “Just take those journals Missus and get your hiney off my porch!” Huh? Would you do that?
Maybe you’d invite your guest inside, offer her a cup of tea with a lemon slice floating on top, mention what a lovely blustery blue day it is, kick the shoes you forgot to put in the closet under the sofa, smile. In other words, you’d disguise your true nature and behave in a manner befitting a normal civilized human being.
I didn’t. I grabbed the bag and made a beeline for the couch. I may have grunted out a welcome. I plopped down, put my glasses on, got comfortable, and completely ignored my guest. I ignored the cat hair tumbleweeds blowing across the floor.
I went into a hypnotic state for a couple of hours.
Finally, I slapped myself across the face and said, “Snap outta it!” just like Cher in Moonstruck. Only I was Cher AND Nick Cage.
I took my charming guest on the 25 cent mary ann moss tour of LA. There’s a 50 cent tour too, but we didn’t have time for it.
We lingered awhile at the burst of rays door. It reminded us of pinwheels and how exciting they are and how we just want to keep making them forever and ever and ever.
As you see from the photo above, I take everyone on the exact same tour. We went on a loop walk through Silverlake. Walking and yacking. Up the Laurel & Hardy Musicbox staircase to a lovely street of bungalows and cottages. Down Micheltorena, right on Sunset, past the 99 Cent Store, all the way to lunch at FOOD+LAB. I had THIS salad. LA In Bloom has really expanded my dining options. Not only do I go to the places she writes up, I almost always order the exact same thing. So far I haven’t been disappointed. I love having places to take people now that make me seem clever. (She’ll get the taco truck lengua tacos on her NEXT visit.)
Okay. Now I really really have to go pack.