I have always been a fan of Los Angeles. Call it an East Coaster's obsession with the West, the odd and enchanting feel of desert air mixed with pollution, the cult-like fervor of celebrity, the poker playing pull of the entertainment business, or an unhealthy desire to get a tan, I'm a fan.My first relationship to Los Angeles was in my youth. On Saturday mornings, I would wake up in my little seaside Massachusetts town and instantly turn on the only cartoon I cared to watch - Looney Tunes - with that delightful rapscallion Bugs Bunny. Bugs would find himself in all sorts of predicaments, and I would laugh because I thought he was so clever and funny and I was totally in love with him the way a kid can be. Little did I know I would end up here and now, on the verge of marrying a man not unlike the rabbit (and I mean scathingly funny, gorgeous and smart). Anyhow, Bugs and friends lived in a cartoon set (called a "background") created by Philip DeGard. DeGard is a genius. He created highways and desert and the Hollywood Bowl and I had no idea what it looked like for real. I was hooked on a cartoon version of the Los Angeles landscape.
Now I am here for real, if only for a short time, by the grace of the rabbit I love. And I hope that I am able to explore as much of Los Angeles as possible - unless I become obsessed with this suntanning thing.
3 comments:
I've really missed the word rapscallion. If you don't mind, I'll steal it and put it into my next blog post - together we can reintroduce it to polite society.
Thank you for being the first to write back to my random written yammerings and allow me to be the first to show you that someone is reading what you write too!
And I thought that AB reminded me of someone...
yay bugs bunny! i just tried to picture the little joan sitting in front of the tv, her eyes wide open in amazement. not very hard to do, actually. xox
blog it grrrrrrl
don't forget to eat a fish taco and take a pic for me
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