720 evening

For some reason young lady riding the bus I don't believe that a certain r&b, model, producer of a show named after the neighborhood we are right now is going to wisk you away to exotic malibu when he is done laying track on the new Ginuwine album.

200

This is the 200th post of this blog. I am speaking to my new iPad. I guess it's a long way from writing it on paper with pencil.

It is nice to know that you are following my adventures in lala land. A friend of mine told me that she does use its name as her starbucks alias. Like me they always get her name wrong when she orders coffee. I got schooled one day by a very flirty coffee slinger and went back to my real name for a bit, but last week they called me Kristy Ann. I have had a coffee alias for years, i am keeping it as is. It is nice to know that my blog is running around ordering fancy espresso drinks.

A few months ago a started a facebook fan page. It is rather silly, but if you feel like "liking" me it is facebook.com/kittycattaraugus

In the next week or so i will be on this awesome blog, Style the Day. Which you should immediately start reading at styletheday.wordpress.com

That is if you were feeling like you needed more of me in your life.

200 whoo hoo!

still down

I am still computerless. I am posting on this ugly beautiful city as much as I can.

Blergh

My computer died. I may not be able to post for a bit.

bus blog-and then he passed me a mickey

The busses have been crowded lately.  I never knew why metro cuts their bus services in the summer in the height of tourist season with tourists who come from places that have much better public transportation than LA.  I have been riding lately standing up, arm being slowly pulled from its socket day by day, being spooned by my fellow community members just so we can all get to work at a somewhat reasonable time.

I guess we all have our different ways of coping, mine is to not have coffee until i get to work, so all that intimate closeness with other people is a deamlike blur. At 10:am when I am finally awake, I think to myself, why do I smell like cheap cologne?

The 20 something year old kid, he honestly looked 15,  next to me had a different take on how to deal with metro riding. That was sipping a big can of Tecate out of a Thank You, Thank You, Thank you bag, during his ride. When he picked up his phone to answer a call, his screen saver was two Mickey's tall boys nestled together on a counter.

Something tells me that more than metro riding has got him down.

in slightly less than an hour

I always loved the scene in Godard's Band of Outsiders where Anna Karina et al run through the Louvre as fast as they can looking at art. I want to do that one day. Run as fast as I can without getting caught. As I am sure many people have tried since 1964 with their berets, plaids and stripes. I got good practice a couple weeks ago, seeing 3 museums in less than an hour.

It wasn't purposeful these three museums. Our intention was to commune with butterflies, watch them flitter about and take lots of photos and call it a day, morning, whatever. Unfortunately, the butterflies can only see so many people at a time so we had to wait until they were ready to be seen. Oh Paparazzi.

So we ran around the Rose Garden, which was in a desperate need of a good trimming, for lavender roses because I hear those smell the best. We ran and we took photos of the toppling bushes.  I set my lens on the shade and took photos of giant hydrangea. I have so many photos of hydrangea, and their different colors due to soil. Pink, green, white, speckled pink and green.

Across the street was the California Science Center where I had never been and we took 20 minutes to see spaceships, satellites,  rocks, lobsters, tide pool simulations, all while wading through a vast sea of children in matching t-shirts who all wanted to touch live Sea Stars. We almost didn't make it for butterfly time, you cannot stop a train of children, because they all hold hands. The photos above is of the largest sea anemone I have ever seen, he is alone in a plexiglass case the size of an old television.

We joined the group of butterfly paparazzi at 12:30. I learned about them birth to death as I juggled my phone camera and digital camera. I think I have a problem. But in LA even the flora and fauna pose for the camera.

Here are photos from my time running around. (or perhaps a ploy to get you to look at my photo blog)

http://thisuglybeautiful.blogspot.com/2012/08/august-fifteen.html

http://thisuglybeautiful.blogspot.com/2012/08/august-twelve.html

http://thisuglybeautiful.blogspot.com/2012/08/august-four.html

Now all I need to do is learn that dance in a cafe.

btw:
Rose Garden =Free
Science Museum=Free
Butterflies=$3

Alphabet desert

I did not go to the desert. I am going in September. Where hopefully it will be cool enough to tour a 35 acre home and art space.