- 3:40 PM, Monday,
September 2nd, 2019:
- I feel like after
20 years, this might be the most LA thing I've ever
said, but "Oh yeah, we live here."
- This is a beach
town. I mean it's RIGHT HERE. And you
honestly forget. It's a drive of course if you live in
LA - 45 minutes or so... but to anyone else in the
midwest they're all saying: 45
MINUTES TO THE OCEAN?
GO GO GO.
- And we never do.
The kids love it and we never do. Weird, right? Or is
- It might be just
us. Maybe? I mean there are people at the beach, but
there's a mental block somewhere. It's like driving
anyone to LAX. Everyone goes UGH. We spend too much
time in our cars so we start making this radius of
TIME around us where we don't want to go past that in
our free time.
But sitting there watching the kids have a blast...
and the couple we went with brought beer - forgot that
was even possible since I'm usually nailing down all
the kid logistics... but I drank a beer and
watched the kids run around like crazy. Loving it. For
like 6 straight hours. I almost didn't come because
I presently don't have a functioning Delorean,
but I just said "fuck it" and left it for
- It was awesome.
I really did disconnect. I enjoyed the sun,
the beach, the water. And it was basically free
(parking was like $25) but still: it was just nice.
And here? It's nearly year-round. I just always forget
- I'll try not