Terminally Chill in Hollywood

As some of you know, I have been house-sitting one of my good friend's appartments on Sunset and Vermont. If you are reading this, chances are you have probably already made your way over the 101 to come sip some spiced wine and some Miller lite with me. I only managed to grab some photos of a few special guests, but don't feel left out if you have yet to sit down for a photo sesh with me. This brings me to another train of thought: namely my departure to Utah. Yes, I'm going to Utah. No, not to get married, unless I can be the husband to at least 2 or 3 super rich, talented, and wise women, who choose to enter into a domenstic partnership with me (and my other wives) on non-religious grounds. I doubt any resident of Utah will agree to my proposal, so for the month or so that I am there, I will stick to making a movie. A movie about spirituality - a subject not only I'm completly unimpressed with, but have also ridiculed many times. So if anything, I'll either learn a thing or two about my supposed inner self, jesus christ, or both, ooorrr (most likely) I'll probably just enjoy the movie making adventure and call to complain frequently about the 3% beer. On the subject of alcohol, I am fully planning on bringing the biggest bottle of whiskey I can buy at Costco in my suitcase, or I will be a very unhappy film-maker. I will continue updating my blog from Utah, but some guest entries are in the works. I'm excited but also sad to be leaving the SFV and the L.A. area, since the last few weeks have been so fun and filled with exciting exploratory adventures.

Picture time!

Dylan and I went on an adventure downtown and explored the L.A. Public library, and all the different districts. We walked for over 3 hours, and then totally forgot where we parked the car. Here are a few shots from the day.

Um, what does this mean? It's right across the street from a police station downtown.

*Actually, Camilo from Ann Arbor, Michigan informed me that Weirdo Rippers is the first album by the band No Age. I suspected it had something to do with the band, but does anyone know who put it there and why? It'd be cool to find out.

*Camilo - Thanks for your contribution from the midwest. Happy to know I have fans everywhere there is internet. And you're welcome for the shout out. 

The smell when its closed. Inconspicuous, but still rather smelly, even in the daytime. 

Nickel Diner on 5th street. They had a lot of books wth photographs about the history of los angeles that I flipped through while sipping on my home made mint lemonade. I def wanna go back there again and hang out. 

 Department of Neighborhood Empowerment in Little Tokyo. I need to start one in Northridge, and if there is already one, I need to find it, and take it over.

Ah, our fair city. 

Last week I also went to see a performance art gathering (meaning lots of performances in one room) with my dear friend Cate. It was held in the Pacific Design Center, which I must go back to during regular hours. That place looks so fucking awesome. Cate and I made off well though. There were other gallery openings as well, so that meant a lot of free wine and cheese.

Mermaids performming. Crazy sounds ensued. 

I think this one was called "Pretty girl talking over things being projected on the wall next to her". Just kidding, I totally made that up.

This is Suki. I told her a secret, she gave me a druid dress. I will debut said dress at my next party.

Oh yea, lest I forget. There was a ton of free PBR to be had in the performance art room. Cate and I obviously indulged.

Last but not least, photos of a night when I got Brett, Kelly, Audrey and Jesse to come over. 

spiced wine

Audrey

That's it for the day. I'll try to update again before I leave for Utah, but I have a very busy schedule over the next few days. 

Yours truly,

Claudia.