Part V: Queue Enthusiasts
I was thinking earlier today about all of the different forms of transportation that I’ve been part of over the past month. Here is a list:
Anyway, my first few days hanging out in LA have been real good, despite the fact that I’m in LA, birthplace of inaccessibility. Friday night, after battling all morning with a couch that won’t fit into his apartment, Clint and I went to the Dodgers game with tickets that Clint won in a raffle. Apparently the Dodgers are in first place? They won the game, Clint loved the seventh inning stretch, and then there were fireworks. Everywhere I have been this summer, there has been fireworks. It probably helps that I’m traveling in July, birth-month of the firework.
Yesterday, we went to a strange museum called The Museum of Jurassic Technology. It was a weird place and I don’t understand it. It was a place of oddities. After that, long-lost Taylor West picked us up from Clint’s place and we drove to a cemetery for a showing of Caddy Shack. Yeah!