When I ended up working at a university that is not exactly located in downtown, I said goodbye my lunch-hour walks and said hello to campus strolls, build-your-own-stir-fry cafeteria lunches, noontime cardio, and olympic-pool swims. Then, last week, as I found myself taking public transportation (long story) for the first time in my L.A. life, it occurred to me that downtown is just a short bus ride away from my office. Not only that but the DASH bus only costs a quarter one way and it will drop me off 4 blocks from Skews (I would put a link here but they're the only business left in America without a website.)
So, on Tuesday and again today, I enjoyed lunch (today it was a Baja bowl with tofu) amidst the skyscrapers and well-maintained sprinklers of the city, as opposed to the college students and speeding golf carts of the university. It could become my new routine. Or I could grow tired of the bus rides and the sometimes odd people who occupy the other seats on these journeys. But I think I'll do it at least once a week - walk the steep streets of Bunker Hill, overhear people's Phil Spector conversations (just blocks from the courthouse), and stand on Flower Street, wait ing patiently for the F bus, fingering my quarter gingerly.
Jason - Happy Birthday!
Some other things:


Kobe's right. He's always right.
Last Night is a great movie. I saw it... last night.
And watch this space for a very important announcement concerning Seymour's web presence.
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