In an effort to observe the locals in their natural habitat, I went to the ribbon cutting at the new BC Liquor store at Alberni and Bute in Vancouver (link to store here). Continue reading “Retail Therapy: BC Liquor in Vancouver”
They’re a tidy lot, these Canadians. Continue reading “Vancouver, BC”
People live here, but we didn’t see any.
I imagine if you live in Darwin, you are very thankful for Netflix.
Time to get up and move around:
We were so in phase in our dance hall days
We were cool on craze.
You and everyone we knew could believe
Do and share in what was true.
From the Dec. 8, 2009, Writer’s Almanac – Bill Bryson: Continue reading “Travelogue: Southwest Florida 2”
Greetings from Fort Myers, Florida. Continue reading “Travelogue: Southwest Florida”
First, a tamale alert for fellow Angelenos: Adela is selling her fabulous homemade tamales on Tuesday, June 2 and Wednesday, June 3. Place your order by calling 323-691-0073.
Back to Vegas: Somehow I want to respect the ‘achievements’ of Las Vegas (big, bigger, biggest), but I’m so bugged by the architecture that I can’t.
Took this out of the car window, car moving. Something about that building strikes me as foreboding. It’s so tall, so not proportional, so contemporary federalist on acid. Continue reading “My Trip to Vegas: Part 3”
I got caught up with the idea that the only way people can interact with a place like Las Vegas (or the Bellagio) is through a camera, so I took pictures of people taking pictures of people.
The camera is also the way people interact with each other. There’s a lot of bossing around involved: “Stand over there!” “Smile!” “Johnny! Quit making that ridiculous face!” Continue reading “My Trip to Vegas: Part 2”
The Scout worked in Las Vegas over the weekend (Lexus commercials), and I went along. He shot photos of the Super Arterial (love that name).
Looking west. Photo by The Scout. Reminiscent of OJ’s slow-speed chase. Gosh, was that really 15 years ago (or almost – June 17, 1994)? Happy 15th Anniversary, OJ! I don’t feel sorry for you! You’ve had a great life! (Wikipedia article.)
I drove while The Scout crawled in the back seat and took photos out of the back and side windows of the car. This made me feel somewhat useful…well, for the five minutes or so that the Super Arterial location was going to be used. It has now been axed from the spot. “They also serve who only stand and wait.”
The Scout doesn’t much care for Vegas, and I suppose I don’t either except I have a horrible penchant for kitsch. It goes from old neon (the arty end) to…to…to…Oh, I don’t know what to —probably because I suppress my inner kitsch-lover fearing the wrath of the ‘truly arty’—when I should be defining the fine line between the good kitsch and the bad kitsch, so I can defend myself against haughty minimalists.
Detail of the exterior of Planet Hollywood. Photo by me.
In my effort to understand the allure of Las Vegas, I find myself at The Bellagio. Look! It’s the happy couple!
One senses great forces of sadness and evil have brought this couple together (parents?). Or is he simply upset about the pink vest and tie? Never mind…the picture taking must go on!
Dear Bellagio, Please move the cherry picker away from the happy couple! You don’t want to ruin their special day, do you?
To be continued…
We didn’t make it to the Gila Cliff dwellings as I had hoped. One must look at the larger context here—The Scout was driving from Arkansas in the “late model” Oldsmobile Intrigue that his mother gave him (“late model” meaning, in this case, “no longer in existence”). He’d spent three weeks with his mom helping her prepare to sell her house and move into an assisted living facility in South Carolina. Major detours to historically significant sites aren’t the wisest choice on the tail end of the emotional upheaval (and fatigue) that accompanies major life changes.
On the other hand, minor detours are not out of the question.