As it rained for about 3 minutes in West LA today (not sure if it rained in the Valley…which might as well be a different country sometimes), I was thinking, hmm, did I sign up for gray skies and rain by moving to LA. The fact that I reverted back to my old NW edginess, angst, and irritability was not lost on me.
Just finished up a website, my taxes, and read a memoir on heroin addiction that I’m thinking of adapting for a cable TV series. Need to some pages down on my feature before tomorrow’s writing group. Wed I start stand-up classes where I work, Judy Carter’s Comedy Workshops.
I’ve decided that this guy in my neighborhood whom I see every day with his dog actually doesn’t like me, my wife, or my dog. He’s super nice to everyone else in the neighborhood, but is very cold to us comparatively. Can’t wait to get out of this hood at some point. Weirdos everywhere. Saw a drug deal go down across the street…pretty damn obvious. Maybe the cops on Venice Blvd could clean up my street instead of pulling people over for speeding.
