Confession Time
Several months ago announced here that a
break from the Great Downtown was in
process. The coast was calling, a life
as far removed from Loftville as can be
imagined.
Or so one would think.
Business and pleasure still take place in
DTLA, but home and hearth are next to the
water, where seals barking at dusk sound
very much like dogs barking at dusk in the
Arts District.
Not so different after all.
Except hardly anyone here wears all
black all the time.
This means tales on WTF Is This
can be drawn from a larger pool.
Because it’s true: Crazy travels.
Tags: Hipsters, hear me well. You will not
be forgotten or ignored. But do prepare to
meet your cousins in other ZIP codes.
Katie, i really enjoy your blog…your observations are wonderful. keep it up.