2005's first crop of LA Moments
1. In the first hours of the new year, I'm drunk in West LA and we're all warbling along to "California Love"
In the city of LA
In the city, of good ol' Watts
In the city, city of Compton..."
Watts isn't a city, none of us have ever been to Compton, but it's all good.
I don't remember if this is before or after the hostess decided to take pictures of all the party guests' butts. Yes, clothed.
2. I was at a stop light eating a burrito when...
Actually, that's enough of an LA Moment right there.
3. I'd let my two students of the moment take a break outside between the distributive property and like terms. They'd bothered to show up at the library on the city bus during their winter vacation, so I wasn't prepared to bust their balls.
By the pond, they knew where to find a nylon line tied to a tree with a hook at the end. They scrambled around until they found half a dead worm in the grass, and one of them baited the hook and cast it into the pond. The pond is man-made, shallow enough so you can see the bottom, but somehow surrounded by signs telling fishermen to take only five catfish or trout per person.
They seem very, very intent to catch something, and I'm forced to wonder if they go hungry during school breaks, when there's no subsidized lunch. We spend 10:30am-2pm together and I'm the only one who takes a lunch break. It might be their fathers I've seen fishing off the piers in the polluted Pacific.
"You sure you'll catch anything worth eating in here? Won't the fish be kinda small?" I ask.
"Nah, we're going to get a big-ass fish!"
Meanwhile, the pond was ringed by fishermen. One had his daughters digging for worms with a stick with a stick. Another fed Cheetos to the ducks and geese. My students didn't catch anything.
4. For a moment this morning, I thought I was witnessing a police chase, but the offending vehicle decided to pull over. Please let me get through the next few years here without my person or my vehicle winding up on the 5 o'clock news.
1. In the first hours of the new year, I'm drunk in West LA and we're all warbling along to "California Love"
In the city of LA
In the city, of good ol' Watts
In the city, city of Compton..."
Watts isn't a city, none of us have ever been to Compton, but it's all good.
I don't remember if this is before or after the hostess decided to take pictures of all the party guests' butts. Yes, clothed.
2. I was at a stop light eating a burrito when...
Actually, that's enough of an LA Moment right there.
3. I'd let my two students of the moment take a break outside between the distributive property and like terms. They'd bothered to show up at the library on the city bus during their winter vacation, so I wasn't prepared to bust their balls.
By the pond, they knew where to find a nylon line tied to a tree with a hook at the end. They scrambled around until they found half a dead worm in the grass, and one of them baited the hook and cast it into the pond. The pond is man-made, shallow enough so you can see the bottom, but somehow surrounded by signs telling fishermen to take only five catfish or trout per person.
They seem very, very intent to catch something, and I'm forced to wonder if they go hungry during school breaks, when there's no subsidized lunch. We spend 10:30am-2pm together and I'm the only one who takes a lunch break. It might be their fathers I've seen fishing off the piers in the polluted Pacific.
"You sure you'll catch anything worth eating in here? Won't the fish be kinda small?" I ask.
"Nah, we're going to get a big-ass fish!"
Meanwhile, the pond was ringed by fishermen. One had his daughters digging for worms with a stick with a stick. Another fed Cheetos to the ducks and geese. My students didn't catch anything.
4. For a moment this morning, I thought I was witnessing a police chase, but the offending vehicle decided to pull over. Please let me get through the next few years here without my person or my vehicle winding up on the 5 o'clock news.
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