California Knows How to Party
This is Spike.This weekend, I had the chance to visit my brother who is a law student at my alma mater, which shall not be named for the sake of preserving our anonymity. Let's just say it rhymes with Shmichigan shmlaw schmool.
I also got a nice remembrance of the old days when I attended a lecture by Ward Connerly, whose mission in life is to get states to ban affirmative. His speech was disrupted by the delightfully named Coalition to Defend Affirmative Action by Any Means Necessary. Apparently, the means necessary were to make complete jerks of themselves by noisily storming up on the stage as Mr. Connerly (who incidentally was invited) tried to address the audience (who incidentally came to hear Mr. Connerly).
But if there is any one thing this weekend really taught me, it's that I love LA. Michigan was windy and cold. And seriously, how many songs about Michigan are there? Michigan dreaming? Michigan, here we come? Michigan knows how to party? Hotel Michigan? I wish they all could be Michigan girls? I don't think so. California definitely has its flaws, and its fun to get a way from time to time, but in the four years we have lived here, I have never once thought "Oh no, I have to go back to California."
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BUT....The link you gave for your hot single brother does not do him justice. Here is a better one, of him with his niece.
http://picasaweb.google.com/troyflake/BaltimoreBirthday2007/photo#5116556017656635762
But is there a Californian State of Mind song?
This morning I walked outside and the weather was...perfect. A terrible feeling of dread came over me. Perfect weather= 100 degree summer temps are coming fast. It is going to bake us like a slow roaster for 6 months.
I grew up in LA. I've never met better weather. I think it might make up for the earthquakes, fires, mudslides, crime, and traffic. Oh. And the affirmative action.
The weather is perfect, though, I'll give you that.
It's great here, too, and you don't have to have old money to afford a house. Move here!
Carolyn, drugs, sex, or rock n roll are the first choices, after that there is working two jobs, old money, or settling for the 'hood. And if you have to settle...well you can't beat the hood in CA.
"Roll down the window, put down the top. Crank up the Beach Boys baby, don't let the music stop..."
pflower10, don't need one. Breath deep...some where you're bound to have a California state of lungs. Beach, smog or weed...take your pick! ; >
"From the South Bay to the Valley..."
anon, gramma lived in MI. Took one trip to visit friends out in "Los Angeleeese" during Dec. and NEVER went back. Seriously. Told grampa to sell everything they owned and they moved. I LOVE my gramma.
"Everybody's very happy, cuz' the sun is shining all the time! Looks like another perfect day. I love L.A.!"
My #1 called me this morning just to tell me they "got a place for a long weekend in Doheny, wanna come?" Yes people, although my weekend is BOOKED, I *will* be headed to Doheny tamale. A day at the beach in March is SO worth it.
yup, me and 'Newman, WE LOVE IT!