The American Caliban (substitute) wrote,
The American Caliban


Salad #3

Observation at the Sav-On Drug tonight, 10:15 pm: The receipt is congratulating me on my GOTH ANNIVERSARY. I'm not a goth. I didn't think the drugstore was goth. What the... Oh. They're having their 60th anniversary.

Observation on turning from Pacific Coast Highway onto Brookhurst Avenue: Christ on a crutch, "MEDUSA" is a terrible name for a hair salon.

Observation while driving up Brookhurst thinking about New Orleans and Burning Man: One group paid for an anarchy vacation of sex 'n' drugs 'n' art in a remote location. Another group was dumped into an anarcho-klepto-military dystopia by a colossal storm and a wicked, inept government. The Mad Max vacation and the Waterworld calamity at the same time. Amusement park anarchy is the new conspicuous consumption and Burning Man is the new Club Med. There's no experience we can't turn into a dude ranch for the children of the middle class.

Observation while traveling west on Victoria Avenue toward Pomona Avenue: That disoriented-looking old person carrying grocery bags in the middle of the opposing lane of traffic is probably not doing so well. Let's call the Costa Mesa P.D., shall we?

Observation on checking email when I returned home: Well look at that. The objectivist "future Heinlein heroine" woman who blogged for a lover and travel companion to accompany her on vacation found a kindred spirit, a fellow named Terrence Chan, and they're off to enjoy umbrella drinks, the Virtue of Selfishness, and finding out what other extensive requirements they have in potential mates. Bon Voyage, Jacqueline!
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