yo yo yo! dth in the house! so hillary went out on his first official ride today on his new bike. nothing too rough and tumble. just a couple miles up la brea to return some dvd’s he rented last sunday. 

the smell of smoke from the fires is still lingering, or growing. who knows. either way it’s not good. by all accounts they are still out of control and ruining lives left, right, front,  and center. and the smell isn’t that nice campfire smell where you know it’s keeping you warm and it’s a gathering place for all the weary bleary campers to come and sit and drink and eat and smoke and commune and have a good time. no, it’s a smell like man made products like fiberglass and plastic and shingles and galvanized metal being turned yet again into more forms they were never intended (by nature) to be in. heinous…

the ride went smooth and quick. all up hill on the way there and hillary didn’t even notice he was in top gear the whole way. but so, after he dropped the movies in their receptacle he swung on over to the 7-11 that shares a parking lot with the vid store. hillary is a stupid wannabe rebel so he doesn’t lock his bike up. he pretends to be trusting and gets all mumbo jumbo and talks about not wanting to put those negative feelings out into the universe. but so he leaves his bike sitting out in front of 7-11 on the corner of la brea and sunset basically asking for it to get stolen all the while looking over his shoulder from inside making sure it doesn’t or if it does he can at least watch it happen and be crushed and feel stupid and put all those negative feelings out there anyway.

okay, so he gets his coffee and goes outside to find a crazy old black guy (hey, i’m a hawk. i don’t have to be politically correct) feeding the birds with birdseed he got from who knows where. and one of the employees of 7-11 is pissed cuz he just swept the side walk and old guy is just tossing shit everywhere so the employee is getting ready to spray said homeless type with the window cleaning solution. hillary steps in and asks employee to not do that. which he agrees to do. but now hillary is standing next to crazy homeless guy with a coffee and a cigarette and he’s already let the guy know he’s feeling nice this morning by showing he cares at least a little and old crazy homeless guy gets  2 cigs and a coffee out of him. he and hillary have what amounts to the deepest political conversation hillary has had in a long long time and crazy old homeless guy ends up being really well informed for being homeless and crazy and he has a pretty good grasp of the national situation etc. so after 15 minutes of sharing hillary gets the ol’ celly out and asks if he could get a photo of crazy old homeless guy and of course crazy agrees. he cheeses big and hillary snaps then shows him the photo. crazy guy says “damn! i smiled like that? i thought i was just grinning.” hillary asks him his name and he says “walter.” hillary tells walter his name and walter says “oh no shit! like royalty!” hillary doesn’t deny it. he just he just gets on his bike and blasts down the hill and back to his casa.

lates,

dth