just not ready for it to be over...
So my flight from
London to LA had a layover in Boston, and I figured
why the hell not: Instead of going back to LA, let's
just surprise everyone in Columbus for the 4th of
July. One caveat: no flights out until the following
day because of when my plane got in. Which to most
people would really blow but for a lifelong fan of
There are two
sitcoms that completely shaped how I write: Roseanne
and Cheers. Although the characters were incredibly
funny and colorful... they were real. You always felt
like you could sit down and have a conversation with
them. It allowed an emotional investment that few
sitcoms reached. Especially with Cheers. So little of
Cheers was based on the shakesperean comedy of errors
stuff - but actual relationship situations. Kinda the
start of the Dramedy when you think about it. So it
was awesome to find this place that was used for the
outside shots and have a burger. Not to kill the
magic, but the bar on TV was a set in LA. Sucks right?
Such is life. It's all just a set in LA.
Of course this
little adventure meant I was spending the night in the
airport. I actually walked all the way to a Hilton
attached to the airport (but still like 2 miles away)
and it was friggin' $179 a night. BWAHAHAHA. 8 hours
in bed... alone? $200? Hell no. I slept in a corner
and considering the conditions I've adapted to the
last month it was a breeze. Then this morning I
traversed yet another subway system and found... uhm,
All I could think
was: "Why the fuck would ANYONE play Neil Diamond
THIS loud?". I was walking towards Beacon
St. and he was BOOMING, and continued forever. Then he
stopped and started talking and I realized it was
actually a soundcheck. I found out later at a
Starbucks that he was playing for the 4th of July
which to the people in the neighborhood was a "Wicked
Pissah" because of the traffic. And speaking of the
accent... there's just none funnier. I sat in a
Starbucks eavesdropping and just giggled like a
schoolgirl. At no point does it seem like they're not
putting each other on. Every other American accent
seems to have a sincerity to it - but for some reason
the Boston accent just strikes me as a bad parody. I
love it though.
the bull & Finch Pub) was really pretty cool.
They don't totally rape you. In fact they invite
people to come in just to look around, take pictures -
without buying anything. And frigging PACKED. It
opened at 11 and by 11:15, nearly every table was
filled. I asked the waitress if it was always
like that and she said nearly every single day...
alllllllll day. It makes you wonder why they didn't
make a "Central Perk" coffee chain during Friends.
That shit could've gone crazy.
Anyway - I'm about
to grab the plane and surprise the HELL out of my
friends and family. No one has any idea. Which means
this entry won't be uploaded until I'm probably back
in LA on the 7th. Don't wanna piss anyone off that I
don't have time to see. Then again, they will
eventually see this.... hmmm. Ya just can't hide from
The Journey can ya?
ps - holy shit,
it's finally time to change the "June 2009" at the
bottom. That only took THRITY entries to get to.