On TV, the Rose Parade looks orderly. Polished. Once the parade gets past the network cameras, it’s real life and real people.
They say never to view the parade from the north side of Colorado Boulevard because the floats are built to look good for the cameras located on the south side. And, as the parade goes on, the sun rises right into your eyes. I stood on the north side anyway, because it was nice to feel the warmth of the sun.
Parades are like coconut or cilantro. You either like them or you don’t.
I like parades. Oh, I know the Rose Parade is corporate and blah blah blah. The floats are beautiful, and half the fun for me is being in a crowd of people who are having fun.
The Disney float was a crowd pleaser.
One need not watch The Batchelor to appreciate this float, and one need not include said Batchelor in the photo either.
Another hometown crowd pleaser. The two young women standing next to me made a point of staying to see this one.
I like it that flowers are fashioned into things terrifying and beautiful:
And into things whimsical:
The parade had its usual fits and starts this year…big spaces between entries; traffic jams during which the parade stopped and dancers performed for 5 minutes straight – and bless their hearts they still had five miles to go; and floats that had to be towed.
Good-bye until next year–
P.S. It was too beautiful to spend the rest of the day inside, so I watched the sunset from Chaney Trail. The lights in the center are the Rose Bowl.
Pizza of Venice has arrived in Altadena, CA. It’s been around long enough to garner rave reviews on Yelp.
Say what you will about economic recovery. When a place like Pizza of Venice opens on Fair Oaks Avenue in Altadena, there’s good reason to rejoice.
When the “Fungi” pizza goes for $7.00 (the one on the left), there’s even more reason to rejoice (mushrooms, caramelized onions, goat cheese, no sauce). The chicken curry pizza on the left (the special on the day I visited) was $13.00. It was appropriately spicy and delicious.
Congrats to Sean and Jamie, the owners. Shout out to Leo for his expertise in the kitchen.
Pizza of Venice, 2545 N. Fair Oaks Avenue, Altadena, CA 91001. Telephone: 626-765-9636.
Congratulations to Ann Erdman, Grand Marshal of Doo Dah 2012
Tra la, tra la. That’s the sound of Ms. Ann, Lady of Leisure.
All Hail the Queen (the once and future Princess HaHa). I prefer Intergarlictica, but these days Her Majesty is known as Patrizzi Intergalactica. When you hear those frogs croaking in Hahamongna, you can be sure they are breathing her name to Mother Earth, rousing the energies to preserve the wildness as it is.
Mr. Developer, step away from the watershed.
More photos of Doo Dah 2012 by the talented Brian Biery are over here.
I was fortunate enough to receive a couple of seats to the Rose Parade this year. If you watched the parade on TV and saw the opening musical number, I was sitting near the performers who popped up and belted out their lines. I noticed them before the show started and they had that far away look in their eyes like Laurence Harvey in The Manchurian Candidate. Perhaps that what the specter of appearing national television does to one’s psyche.
People seemed to have a problem with the concept of Occupy the Rose Parade, but the intent was not to disrupt the parade. Why not take advantage of an opportunity when the streets are blocked off and people are watching to express one’s opinion? After all, those Jesus people do the same thing every year.
The music is courtesy of the Rose Parade—it’s the “good bye, we’ll see you next year” music. Of course, seeing the Constitution roll by with
“Sentimental Journey” playing…well, the irony was not lost on yours truly. Oops…the song is Moonlight Serenade. Thanks, Petrea! Mr. Earl mentioned it was Moonlight Serenade on Facebook too. In any case, as you can hear in the video, the music was terrifically loud…
The music was more upbeat by the time the Octopus rolled by (anyone know the name of the tune)?
It’s very quiet in the building today, but I have the cubicle next to Loud Mouth Louie. He is interviewing prospective candidates over the phone. “What draws you to the non-profit world?” he asks.
The new employee is Dimitri, and at the end of Day Two, they say to each other, “This was a good day. A good day.”
Is this the building where foreign policy is decided? Or environmental policy?
I got out of the car and could see ashes floating in the air. Continue reading “Fueling Up”