June 16th, 2009

fog and bridge

at this rate i need an LA icon...

Yesterday I arose, and so to the house of my lord Doug. To Oakland, where an acquaintance of his walked us through the CS software that his employer uses for the tracking of issues and reporting of bugs. Due to enthusiastic conversation we did miss our flight, and Doug and I did spend some hours in the airport, bemoaning this plight and drinking fine local ale. Thence to the City of Angels, where I did come first into the office in slacks and a tie and buttondown to pretend to be a urine analysis test tech, as one of my coworkers had been set up to panic. He did, so well that he did not recognize that he had been pranked at the revelation of it. Then to the CEO's office where paperwork was signed, check details worked out, then dinner, a tour of the local drinking establishments, and so to bed.
(No, I don't know why I felt I needed to document this in the voice of Samuel Pepys. Cope.)

Today's This! Is! ELAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! moment:
walking down Hollywood Boulevard listening to Concrete Blonde's 'The Sky is a Poisonous Garden Tonight' on the iPod, while thinking of Lou Reed's 'Dirty Boulevard'.
Taking a moment's pause en route to kick a little bit of muck off Peter Lorre's star on the Walk Of Fame.

and now, sitting in a window seat at a cafe waiting for any of my coworkers to get in, since I don't have a key to the office. *laugh*
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