t-day ramblings

I saw 12 dolphins this week on the beach. 4 of them like movie style tandem jumping and everything,it was amazing,and the weather has been too. in the 80s.
the beach is good to me,yes indeed.

then we went to the sex,drugs and rock-n-roll play put on by our neighboors at an art gallery on the beach. we picked up the girls in markos cs shuttle,his big ass expedition,also knows as spaceship 1 to others. a beast of a vehicle that eats gas like no other ride ive seen.well maybe that van we cruised around the west in last summer.but anyway all day was spent driving mad around these packed freeways.traffic is insane here.so we picked up astrid,who was the first surfer i met on my first day in london,then veronica in los feliz,then gret, and were off to the play. stop for a few beers to bring with us(the ivite did say byob so we must),have a smoke,the play rocked on.freakin hilarious,and everyone had a great time with smiles on thier faces.we arrived close to curtain time,star and rochelle already there.and they passed me the flask,then it started.

intermission we smoked more and had a few more swigs.the curtain closed,the show is over.but the party is just starting at someones house in the hollywood hills and the audience is all invited.the house was gorgeaus and the yard overlooked the city.with a path in the garden that leads down a steep stone path to a concrete overlook.magical weekend.
the next day i was like a moron and it took a few days to recover.i didnt even drink that much,i dont know what happened but i hope this weekend doesnt take its toll again,and so far its looking like it might.
maya arrives tonight from vegas,to start our thanksgiving get together,she brings the hookah and office space.
then veronica comes later tonight,after the house goes shopping,of course at the last minute,we need things for cornbread oyster stuffing,and mashed potatoes,and booze to drown ourselves in along with the food.the stove repair man is on his way now to fix our ignition switch. told ya we were last minute.flying by the seat of our pants.specially mine,thats the way i like it,i think,for now. after a long conversation on the bus with a mexican mother of 3 (it was a 4 hour 3 bus ride snaking through the traffic of this city,i told you it was insane.)ive been thinking alot lately about having to get some type of job that i can really do both my travel and eating and get paid for it,but i dont want to be on camera and i cant write too well sooooo
im just gonna keep flying and hope that something comes along,like it always does,trusting in the stars and the cosmos and God and all that keeps me going.
cuz i can travel all i like,but i still feel the need to do something more.no matter where i am in the world,which gets me now thinking even more.
must be all this crazy energy.really this place is nuts.but i love it strangely enough,the news oh my good the news.its a scary hilarious freak show.
then again i do like the big cities at times,ny,boston,san fran,portland.if i had the right job that made me happy there,im in. till then, we rage on.
spunday at the circus in hollywood is on for sat night.the best dj's in L.a show up and star gets us on the list,so when she goes,so do we.
im off to shop,and drink and watch,and forget,and ponder,and.........