The Long Walk
Wednesday, April 28th, 2010The day after my birthday: also convienently a day off. Party coming later. Promise.
I sat on the internet for several hours complaining to noone about the sad, empty state of my stomach. Eventually, I turned the ol Compaq off and headed out in search of food. Now, this could have easily been solved by a quick jaunt over to sevi(7/11 for the uninformed) to buy a hotdog or slice of pizza. They have decent pizza.
I was looking for so much more as well as a reason to not step foot so soon through those doors. Some substance abuse lead to heading there last night. Magic herbs are fun, kids. Yay.
Anyway… I found myself wandering on down Santa Monica Blvd in search of whatever I might find. I was looking for cheap, tasty food that didn’t require a tip or have pretentious clientele. The further West I ventured, it seemed, the more pretentious the bastards sitting outside or walking in the opposite direction. Not to say that gay = pretentious. Gay just became more prevalent itself, to the point of normalcy, that it didn’t even matter.
I found myself at a little taco stand right next to a car wash. Had myself a good burrito, and sat there doing some people watching till I finished even the ice from my Mr. Pibb. My comfortable, relazing few minutes was momentarily interrupted by a homeless man spouting gibberish at me after he was yelling at the cooks to give him something for a dollar. I was initially planning on ignoring any begging he’d throw at me, but he came at me with gibberish and grabbing his pants. Unsettling, fur sure, but he ended up wandering off and I didn’t have to run away.
When I ran out of ice, I got up and wandered further West, in search of some yogurt, since there was a yogurt place across the street. Unfortunately, pretentiousness kept me from treking inside, so I headed further West, finding The Troubadour, a venue I have yet to visit. I stopped before Beverly Hills and turned around, opting to find a last stop at The Den, which had me walking up steep La Cienega just to see if I could do it.
Tonight would have been another trip to the Zoo, but I think I’ve filled my day.