hollybowld
many reasons for the name,but first ive just realized,that all this is for when im dead.when people want to know about me or what i was like or doing at the time, then they can read my past blogs.for now i post for myself. i guess im in this mood because i havnt heard from many friends in awhile and i hate to be forgotten.hello is anyone out there? a little love,damn.when the email account is bare,makes ya feel lost and forgotten. and i also miss my dog like nothing else in the world.part of me wants to go whisk her away but i know this is not the place for her.and im not ready to come back and live there with her,so we will be in limbo for as long as it takes and ill deal with it.i really feel like crying now.maybe its the no sleep and the parties taking its toll.maybe its growing pains and a rebirth or a reamergence or something unknown and new. but back to the hollybowld....
the other day i got off work around 1.called marko and set up for him to pick me up in dwntwn L.a. the surfers were meeting in hollywood for drinks and wandering.
i was in santa monica so i just hopped the bus line and they scooped me on sepulveda. i can take the bus 24/7 anywhere in L.a. i love it and can navigate the lines like the back of my hand.
we started wandering around the hollywood and highland area. ending up at the pig and whistle.a cool little bar where we sat outside and pounded beers waiting for casey to show up so we can move on and continue the party elsewhere. he finally arrives after my 3rd i think.strong point mind you utahns. and we decided with not much of a plan for the evening to go bowling. bowling! its been years.so the trash talking started the whole walk there.
lucky strike lanes was the shit! expensive but worth it. they had the hockey game on right in front of the lanes,each lane with a huge screen tv so you could bowl and watch at the same time.good food,exp beers but what are ya gonna do.fun times.
the first game was our warm up,we all sucked, i got a few strikes and ended up in second place. damn Si.hes good and my competitive nature came out and naturally wanted to beat him. i never got the chance...
3rd frame,second game,someone mentions lets go smoke.
smoke what i say?
ohhh of course,that.sure ill partake.
and thats the last i saw of that second game.
we sampled a few peoples tasty greens.
then the guy who gave us our shoes came out and started chatting and smoking some of his own medical stash.which after i sampled. gave it the cannabis cup award and was well pleased with my buzz that i was working on for the evening.
i arrived back at the lanes for the last frame which someone had bowled for me.huh,im in second again.
time to pay and split this place. now were off to grets house in dwntwn.
skid row.for real.think little shop of horrors skid row and your in grets hood.no lie.
I bought a hookah on the way. i owed star some money and we decided to just put it towards a hookah for the house.
so we took everyone back to grets for beers and of course to bless the new hookah.
all i remember is arriving home late late that night with a killer headache and not many hours left to sleep before work.
ahh the price we pay for self indulgence and good times with our friends. i dont regret any of it or wish i could take any of it back.we only live once and it may end tommorow,so im going large or not at all,with a smile on my face all the way.
The hookahs been great,the house loves it and so does our hood,which consists of the 5 houses secluded in my venice alley. we sit and smoke,and drink coffee and socailize and i love every minute of it and everyone i spend those minutes with.
which reminds me,,i must be off.been in this coffee shop too long,and if i drink anymore green mango peach tea on ice,im going to ice my pants.
plus katrina is in town from the peacetree on her way to N.Z.
think im meeting them on the santa monica pier.
oh and by the way,i got a small job lined up for jan 1. if it all works out.the gym next to the coffee shop i use to work at is changing owners and the new owner approached me stealthily and said...she likes my personality and my smile.and i would make a great addition to thier new gym. easy job,running the front desk with the hours i wanted 7-noon,and pays $10 an hour plus a membership.
we had a meeting today when i got off the coffee shop,walked around with the interior decorator and talked about what may come jan 1.such a hobnobber i am.little social butterfly.lol
im stoked.and im in. so now i just wait and see. and maybe search for some extra cash at a night job a few days a week. when you blow half your budget in one night of hookahs,bowling,pot and beer, a man can always use a little extra fun tickets.
so im off.and feeling much better now.thanks for listening to those who actually listen.and thanks for being there.even when i dont feel you.deep down i know you all are there.
the other day i got off work around 1.called marko and set up for him to pick me up in dwntwn L.a. the surfers were meeting in hollywood for drinks and wandering.
i was in santa monica so i just hopped the bus line and they scooped me on sepulveda. i can take the bus 24/7 anywhere in L.a. i love it and can navigate the lines like the back of my hand.
we started wandering around the hollywood and highland area. ending up at the pig and whistle.a cool little bar where we sat outside and pounded beers waiting for casey to show up so we can move on and continue the party elsewhere. he finally arrives after my 3rd i think.strong point mind you utahns. and we decided with not much of a plan for the evening to go bowling. bowling! its been years.so the trash talking started the whole walk there.
lucky strike lanes was the shit! expensive but worth it. they had the hockey game on right in front of the lanes,each lane with a huge screen tv so you could bowl and watch at the same time.good food,exp beers but what are ya gonna do.fun times.
the first game was our warm up,we all sucked, i got a few strikes and ended up in second place. damn Si.hes good and my competitive nature came out and naturally wanted to beat him. i never got the chance...
3rd frame,second game,someone mentions lets go smoke.
smoke what i say?
ohhh of course,that.sure ill partake.
and thats the last i saw of that second game.
we sampled a few peoples tasty greens.
then the guy who gave us our shoes came out and started chatting and smoking some of his own medical stash.which after i sampled. gave it the cannabis cup award and was well pleased with my buzz that i was working on for the evening.
i arrived back at the lanes for the last frame which someone had bowled for me.huh,im in second again.
time to pay and split this place. now were off to grets house in dwntwn.
skid row.for real.think little shop of horrors skid row and your in grets hood.no lie.
I bought a hookah on the way. i owed star some money and we decided to just put it towards a hookah for the house.
so we took everyone back to grets for beers and of course to bless the new hookah.
all i remember is arriving home late late that night with a killer headache and not many hours left to sleep before work.
ahh the price we pay for self indulgence and good times with our friends. i dont regret any of it or wish i could take any of it back.we only live once and it may end tommorow,so im going large or not at all,with a smile on my face all the way.
The hookahs been great,the house loves it and so does our hood,which consists of the 5 houses secluded in my venice alley. we sit and smoke,and drink coffee and socailize and i love every minute of it and everyone i spend those minutes with.
which reminds me,,i must be off.been in this coffee shop too long,and if i drink anymore green mango peach tea on ice,im going to ice my pants.
plus katrina is in town from the peacetree on her way to N.Z.
think im meeting them on the santa monica pier.
oh and by the way,i got a small job lined up for jan 1. if it all works out.the gym next to the coffee shop i use to work at is changing owners and the new owner approached me stealthily and said...she likes my personality and my smile.and i would make a great addition to thier new gym. easy job,running the front desk with the hours i wanted 7-noon,and pays $10 an hour plus a membership.
we had a meeting today when i got off the coffee shop,walked around with the interior decorator and talked about what may come jan 1.such a hobnobber i am.little social butterfly.lol
im stoked.and im in. so now i just wait and see. and maybe search for some extra cash at a night job a few days a week. when you blow half your budget in one night of hookahs,bowling,pot and beer, a man can always use a little extra fun tickets.
so im off.and feeling much better now.thanks for listening to those who actually listen.and thanks for being there.even when i dont feel you.deep down i know you all are there.
posted by shaggymoab at 1:34 PM
4 Comments:
you are an inspiration.
we all ache sometimes.it's what makes life grand. we are here for the deepening of experience rather than just the happy bubbly substance craze.
blah
but that is just the existentialist in me blabbering away.
which is true substance, anyway?
truly, and the writing of that,after i read it agian,and understading how pain must occur in our life.all of this and all of you are also true inspiratons,and much appreciated. the biggest smile is on my sould this weekend as always,and want to share that now.
truly, and the writing of that,after i read it agian,and understading how pain must occur in our life.all of this and all of you are also true inspiratons,and much appreciated. the biggest smile is on my sould this weekend as always,and want to share that now.
LA rocks, i loved it while i was there~! and even though i missed out on the car chase i still got to watch it on tv, so all was good.
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