I sincerely apologize to the blogging gods, and I hope that I have not lost you, my readers.
For about 5 days, I was listless as I tried to recover from what can only be described as "intestinal distress." I had it since I left Ventura. My sister thought it might be salmonella. My theories ranged from the funny tasting water I've been drinking to unwashed strawberries to way too much yoga. Regardless, it is gone now.
I also went through a mild climate change depression, where everything was so hunky dory, I wasn't sure what to do with myself. That's how good my life has been lately.
Conversely, if anyone knows what I should do with my life, let me know. I'm open to any and all comments.
Meanwhile, here are some pics of the last week.
This set is of me and friend A. trolling Griffith Park.
We were initially greeted by a "colorful" (read: drugged out) man who said he would take us to Baskin Robbins for an ice cream.
Here is A. imitating him.
The hike up to the Griffith Observatory.
A statue of great astronomers and scientists.
I have to say, I never tire of this iconic view.
The exploration of space really puts the idea of God as many people know and understand it, him, her, whatever, into question.
Here's the pendulum as you enter Griffith Observatory, showing the rotation of Earth.
Here's what you see when you look up.
The doorway into the observatory. Give me this architecture ANY day.
Next to the live and satellite images of the sun which literally blew my mind into orbit, the camera obscura was my favorite thing. A mirror, a surface, the sun. What more do you need?
As we came off of the hike, we happened upon this home health store. If ever there was an advertisment for prosthetics, this was it.
I love graffiti. I don't know if you know this about me, but I love graffiti. It's probably why I have a tattoo.
This is me walking down Sunset Boulevard. I really do like walking in Los Angeles. I think it is a very healthy pastime.
Did you know this existed? Right across the street from Kaiser Permanente Hospital.
Hands down, for me, a favorite part of Los Angeles is looking at the old-timey signs.
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