|The Rain in LA Falls Mainly . . . Well, It Doesn't Fall, Usually.
||[Oct. 16th, 2004|11:00 am]
Today, I went to the Costco in Los Feliz.
On the drive, I talked briefly to ladainiac, who seemed in pretty good spirits. The cell wanted to drop in mid-trip, and it did . . . that always happens on that road, and the coverage came back near the I-5. We talked about our mediocre cell phones, football, and a bit about the long-term plans. I talked to him a little more in the Costco.
ladainiac, you are a lucky and wonderful person. Life appears to be quite unfair sometimes. There's always good times ahead . . . hell, I lost all of my files this week . . . we live for the better days.
I bought some instant coffee and other necessary items like toilet paper. There's nothing like being able to wipe your ass with a tree. God bless America.
For drinks, my favorite any-time drink remains cold tap water mixed with instant Folgers. I can drink it before bed, while playing a video game, while applying for a job, while typing out a word snapshot . . . it's just better, for some reason, cold.
For some time, I wanted to grab some of those dust-off cans . . . the ones where you spray it, like WD-40, only it shoots out gas. Costco had a 4-pack of 12-ounce cans for 11 bucks, the Falcon brand . . . I bought them.
My mother called, and I chatted with her during the final aisle-sweeps at Costco. She wanted some photo-paper, and she wondered if the 29-dollar Kodak 50-sheet buy-one-get-one-free deal was . . . a deal. After the check-out, I packed in the items in the car, and I went over to the Best Buy . . . 100-counts were usually over 30 bucks, so I called her back and let her know.
The urge to buy games grew to almost overwhelm me. Sims 2 DVD Edition, Sim City 4 Deluxe Edition, NBA Live 2005 . . . my wallet started to tremble. I walked out of that store, as I am sure they pipe subliminal messages under the audible level of the PA system. "Play with the stuff and take it home . . . Play with the stuff and take it home . . . Buy the stuff . . . Buy . . . "
On the way home, I stopped by Ralph's and wandered the aisles with one of those Little-Red-Riding-Hood-sized baskets. I picked out some frozen dinners, bread, burritos, and turkey franks. Everything fit into the basket, and I checked-out and went home.
I talked to Heidi a couple of times today. It is Sweetest Day, and I appreciated the conversation with my sweet. Sometimes, the best gifts are the idle days, with good company in conversation, even if it is merely a phone call.
In the evening, Jim and I watched Coffee and Cigarettes.
The film is a series of short films in black and white. Each short features celebrities in conversation, and all the films are tied together by the theme of . . . coffee and cigarettes.
Technically, not every short film featured coffee. Some preferred tea. Also, some of the shorts played far better than the others. The best of the bunch would be the Bill Murray, GZA, and RZA short. I also enjoyed the Steven Wright and Roberto Benigni short.
To my surprise, I went out on the balcony after the film, and the rain fell. The air is cool, and it is comfortably humid . . . it is very much like an April shower in Michigan.
The days grow shorter by daylight. Right now, it's approaching dark around 6-ish . . . the seasons in Los Angeles generally change on an ever-so-slowly pace, so slow that they are barely noticeable. For most of the year, an idle day in Los Angeles merits flip-flop weather . . . the temperature never drops too far out of the arid and comfortable zone.