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Archive for October, 2008

I feel that my last blog entry was, perhaps, unfairly snarky towards L.A.  Therefore, I would like to tell you about some of the awesome things I did while visiting:
1. Ate at Musso and Franks with the lovely and brilliant Mary Greenfield.  Mary is the older sister to Jenny Greenfield, my lovely, brilliant, and plant [...]

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If a place turns out to be exactly as you pictured it does that mean you have a vibrant imagination or lack thereof?
Some L.A. stereotypes that are true:
1. Everyone is an actor.
2. Smog dominates the sky line.
3. Everyone drives. Everywhere. All the time. It’s possible that I spent more time in friends’ cars than in [...]

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Before my first visit to San Diego I prepared for a month.  I spent hours doing text analysis, typing out character breakdowns, and searching the web for the perfect lighting images. I was preparing for the anxiety-inducing grad school interview. I was a finalist for the MFA directing program at UCSD and I was determined [...]

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Mike and I arrived in Tusayan too late to visit the actual Grand Canyon on the 18th so we watched the thirty-four minutes IMAX movie instead.  Big screen today, panoramic tomorrow. At one moment in the thirty-four minute film, the narrator says “The magnificence of the Grand Canyon cannot be captured on film or in [...]

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Having grown up in the Pacific Northwest, it’s mildly embarrassing that I feel little passion for the outdoors. I spent my childhood camping and going to Westport (where Washingtonians go to surf, ha!), but when I entered my teenage years, I began bypassing weekends at the lake for rock shows at grungy Seattle clubs.  And [...]

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I didn’t see any live music in Austin.  If this seems like utter sacrilege to you, know that I feel the same way.  Like New Orleans, Austin is a city to visit with friends.  I was there solo.  Like New Orleans, I expected to meet  other young travelers at my hostel, I only met a [...]

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MUSIC/BARS
#1 Listening to live jazz at the Spotted Cat on Frenchman street.  One of my fellow hostelers was a drummer and the band let him sit in for a song.  How generous!

 
#2 Going to Lafitte’s Blacksmith bar, New Orleans’s oldest tavern. I saddled up to the piano and listened to the virtuosic pianist who looked [...]

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I’m staying in the Voodoo Room.  One of two tiny sleeping areas in the backyard of India House, my New Orleans hostel.  When I first arrived on Wednesday evening, I was delighted by the hostel’s lived-in charm.  Comfy couches, festive Halloween decorations, photos of past visitors plastered to the walls.  But when I woke up [...]

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Fifteen-minute foes

The eating area at Ukrop’s Grocery is simply labeled Cafe.  I spotted it from Staples Mill Road, where I wandered alone, desperately in search of a coffee shop.  Truth is, I was looking for a Starbucks.  I need something familiar. It’s 7pm and I’m stuck in rural Virginia waiting for a 10pm to Savannah.  Okay, [...]

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I recently spent some time in Virginia Beach visiting my Aunt Michele, Uncle Michael, and my Gran Anne.  Gran Anne is my Dad’s mom, and I haven’t seen her since my Papa Guy’s funeral in Louisiana six years ago.  She moved to Virginia Beach a couple of years ago and is the spit-fire of her assisted-living home.  I [...]

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