Back to my Mission

All right, I seem to be straying a tad in the last few offerings. Things are getting a mite political here at Buh Logic, and that's not my intention. This is supposed to be light-hearted whimsy. My off-beat take on a world gone mad. Now I'm doing critiques on the homeless and abortion. Next thing you know, I'll be telling you about the shape-shifting aliens in our midsts. (that's a joke folks. A direct reference to a dear friend who has co-opted some, er, "unconventional" ideas since he moved out here, lest anyone take me seriously). Anyway, as we say in corporate America, I'm straying from my mission statement.

The fact is, I have actually begun to establish the type of "life groove" I lamented losing a few entries back. There is a palpable rhythm to my life beginning to take shape. Between work, the commute, my home life, and my music (I'm recording a CD, hopefully fit for public consumption by summer's end), I haven't engaged in too many wacky adventures lately. At least not California specific anyway.

This phenomenon, actually, is quite interesting to me, this concept of the establishment of a life rhythm. Like, I've been here about 6 months now. I would say that for all relative purposes, I've mastered, I don't know, L.A. within approximately 15-20 mile radius of my home. May not sound like much, but that's a lot. Have I been EVERYWHERE within that radius? Of course not. But I'd say I've represented a high percentage of that area, certainly the things of note. I know all of the big streets. I've been to, or at least passed by, the beach, the O.C., Hollywood, Downtown, Universal City, Ventura County, Santa Barbara, Koreatown, Silver Lake, Simi Valley, Fairfax, Bel Air, Beverly Hills, etc. (If you're really bored, go to map quest and punch all of them in to see the ground I've covered. In other words, I get it. I get the idea of what's doin' around these parts.

A further wrinkle is that in lil' Manhattan Island, where I lived or worked in for I guess 14 years, I could STILL find little nooks that were undiscovered. Places in the city where until that day, you never had cause to be there, so you never happened upon them. None of this is a complaint, mind you. If there's one thing I've learned in life it's that dynamics ALWAYS change.