Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Looking due West at the Santa Susannas. Charlie Manson lived there.
 Where 
We Live

We lived in the white flight suburbs of the Conejo "bubble",lost our house, and now we live in "THE VALLEY". 

When I was young, living in the The Valley was made to sound like a death sentence for a snotty westsider like I was.


The Valley is full of great ethnic markets, and authentic taco stands outnumber the Taco Bells and Del Tacos; you can't get Lengua or Tamarindo at Taco Bell.

I drive to work on the 118 every day, and get to pass through some of the tortured ethereal geology of the Santa Susanna pass. I pass Stoney point every day(their spelling,not mine, and there's good evidence it was named after stoners), and see rock climbers on their way in to commune with the sunrise, and the white trumpets of Datura brighten my drive for a week or two each year.

People often say they hate L.A.; I wonder if they hate the idea of L.A. more than the place. We aren't the only wicked town in a weird and beautiful place.

Now if I could just get out of the car.....

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