My dog Bella's favorite pastime is stalking squirrels and she managed to teach herself to climb trees to go after them. I take an inappropriate amount of pictures of her, which is how I happened to capture this video.
Just yesterday, Dan and I were walking our dog Bella, as we always do, past the elementary school a block over and towards the 7-11 where delicious morning beverages await us. Children are often playing in the schoolyard at that time, and the sounds of joy that come from them are nice to hear.
As we walked past, we noticed a tiny skater-lookin dude with a huge blonde 'fro and baggy pants on, leaning against a desk that had been discarded on the side of the street. Sidenote: This practice of throwing large unwanted pieces of disgusting furniture out onto the street never ceases to amaze me. When I first moved to Los Angeles, I thought it was the strangest thing I'd ever seen. People just put their unwanted mattresses, couches, clothing, books, desk chairs, and even toilets out on the curb, as if some magical Bulky Items Removal Fairy is going to whisk it away for them. What really happens is, dog after dog after dog pees on these unwanted items, rendering them completely useless to families in need that could have actually used them. Then it rains, and the pee runs down the streets, and then weeks later, someone who didn't discard said items, gets so sick of looking at them that they call the bulky items disposal number at the local dump and schedules a pick up. It's that easy people. Take responsibility for your garbage! Call 1-800-SA-TRUCK (1-800-728-7825) to discuss a free pick up of your clothing, furniture or household items or to find out the nearest drop off location bin, or CLICK this link for more info.
Anyway, this guy was most definitely pleasuring himself on top of this desk in a super creepy on-mushrooms kinda way...
Recently, one of my neighbors passed away. Her name was Lynne, and she had been battling cancer for some time, and finally succumbed to it. It's very sad, and what's even more sad is the sweet man she left behind named Howard. Howard (at least from what I've seen since we moved in 2 months ago) is a kind soul who gave a good part of his life to caring for his sick girlfriend and their blind dog. Howard was the first to welcome us into our new home, and has always had a kind word and a sweet smile for us every time we pass each other while walking our dogs.
When Lynne passed away a few weeks ago, he lit a candle for her outside of their door, and has lit it every night since. He has been collecting the flowers people have been sending him and displaying them outside of their apartment door as well. It's been a constant reminder of how quickly life can change. Dan and I get sad every time we pass, but we also cling more tightly to each other, grateful for the love we have for each other.
Last night, when we came home...