The CuisinArt

An update..

Two weeks ago I arrived in the city of Los Angeles. More specifically, my bus stopped at 6th and Wall St. Even more precisely, I was dropped right around the corner from this lovely neighborhood. There is a profusion of homeless people in this city, and given the recession and the halt of TV productions of late, I can only assume there are some former actors among them. Ironically, given the number of sidewalk dwellers, I have not been hassled for change too often. They seem preoccupied.

Luckily, being at the nexus of creativity, a unique solution to that problem was reached in late 2007.

C.H.U.D.’S aside, the transition has been smooth.

Marla got her camera’s shipped out recently - and she’s been on a photo kick, taking pics whenever we go out. Here’s me at the beach. I like the way she composed that shot. This one is Marla and I at a dive bar. It reminds me of Ithaca.

Since I don’t have a car, I ride the subway to work, which reminds me of being back East. Surprisingly, more people ride it than I expected. It’s crazy in the mornings. It’s a short ride to my office. Yes, all those desks are mine. I like variety-not lots of choices, the magazine. I read a different section at each desk.

We got a great apartment, although the neighbors are a bit loud, and I actually have to wait for the water to get cold in the faucets- everything is backwards in LA!

The best part of LA, obviously, is the weather. The weekend I arrived, the Santa Ana winds were blowing. This happens a couple times a year, when all the trash and air pollution, is essentially blown out of LA- the next few days are resplendent.

I asked Justin Long for directions at 1:10 AM when I got lost.

And yes, I do see naked women a lot in this sexy city. In fact, directly across my balcony, I can see a  sultry woman who walks around topless, often. Talk about bright morning.

So that’s all for now. And more stories to come.