My beautiful hometown.
The wife, the Digit-lings, and I are here for a few days vacation. USC game tomorrow, followed by two days at Disneyland.
I'm sitting on the 29th floor of our downtown hotel, looking out the window. I can see the Disney Concert Hall ("Like curvilinear forms much?"
). And the beautiful mountaines behind.
You know, Los Angeles takes a pretty good beating. It's smoggy, crowded, phony, etc. And I suppose some of that is fair. But still, in my mind's eye, I don't see crowds or traffic or pollution or crime. I see home. I love it. Is it just familiarity?
The California Science Center. La Brea Tar Pits. Griffith Park Observatory. The Hollywood Bowl. The Getty Center. Old Pasadena. Westwood. The Greek Theater. Staples Center. Dodger Stadium. The Museum of Natural History....
My life has taken me elsewhere. Specifically, a rural area of Northern California where the biggest attraction is the tractor store. My wife and kids love it. I tolerate it, but now, looking out at this wonderful city, I get wistful. Or perhaps, it's just the pitiful nostalgia of an old man.
Tell me your Los Angeles story. Have you been here? What did you do? Did anything surprise you? Do you live here? Do you dream of leaving?
In the meantime, they say you can't go home again. But today, I did (if just for a couple of days) and today...the City of Angels looks absolutely gorgeous to me.

The wife, the Digit-lings, and I are here for a few days vacation. USC game tomorrow, followed by two days at Disneyland.
I'm sitting on the 29th floor of our downtown hotel, looking out the window. I can see the Disney Concert Hall ("Like curvilinear forms much?"

You know, Los Angeles takes a pretty good beating. It's smoggy, crowded, phony, etc. And I suppose some of that is fair. But still, in my mind's eye, I don't see crowds or traffic or pollution or crime. I see home. I love it. Is it just familiarity?
The California Science Center. La Brea Tar Pits. Griffith Park Observatory. The Hollywood Bowl. The Getty Center. Old Pasadena. Westwood. The Greek Theater. Staples Center. Dodger Stadium. The Museum of Natural History....
My life has taken me elsewhere. Specifically, a rural area of Northern California where the biggest attraction is the tractor store. My wife and kids love it. I tolerate it, but now, looking out at this wonderful city, I get wistful. Or perhaps, it's just the pitiful nostalgia of an old man.
Tell me your Los Angeles story. Have you been here? What did you do? Did anything surprise you? Do you live here? Do you dream of leaving?
In the meantime, they say you can't go home again. But today, I did (if just for a couple of days) and today...the City of Angels looks absolutely gorgeous to me.
