||[Mar. 31st, 2007|02:09 am]
The American Caliban
It's like the end of the world the way you'd expect it in Hollywood. Very picturesque.
Hope you and yours are all okay.
I'm 50 miles south of the current Eschaton.
My coworkers are way closer, hence the picture.
What isn't being covered so much is a real problem: my own county is out of water. Oops.
Isn't the ocean, like, right there? Big buckets strapped onto Airwolf, maybe?
T'was right outside my office windows. Not that big, not that scary, and no - not that close to the ocean.
And worst of all, no Jan-Michael Vincent.
2007-03-31 05:43 pm (UTC)
Coke-addled bravado by the bucket, sure.
Except those trees are standing bravely together, like equals. There's no compatriotic equality in LA!
2007-03-31 10:02 pm (UTC)
Re: Coke-addled bravado by the bucket, sure.
Well there isn't among rich white assholes. The rest of town actually hangs together pretty well.
Currently isolated in a gentrifying pocket (currently depressed?) it's not something I always see.
As said on Digg
You know special effects guys are getting this for B-Roll in the next LA DisasterPorn
That's fucking beautiful.
I bet the parents of these kids brought 'em out to Holleewud to be movee starz. Oh and Rick James died at that Oakwood. I wasn't worried about it spreading to my neighborhood since there are hundreds of multimillion dollar homes between me and the fire zones of Hollywood Hills and Griffith Park. No way they'd let Gwen Stefani go up in flames!