I like Southern California because so many cultures are accessible in a relatively small area. Especially where food is concerned. This morning, we did the Americana thing with a BLT-type sandwich at Corner Bakery, then caught an early matinee at the movies (Aeon Flux). Popcorn and soda, cliche stuff. We skipped lunch, watched some random stuff on TV, then drove to a Mexican food restaurant somewhere in a backwoods community an hour away. In the warmer seasons, a brook runs by the wooden split-level patio of the restaurant, which faces the woods. After dinner, we drove off-road and admired the cold winter air, forest crickets, and stars. On the drive back, we stopped by an Asian plaza and grabbed some boba tea stuff at Lollicup, and I bought some Chinese pork jerky and marinated bean curd jerky. And we’re back at Mr. W’s, where I’m all showered up and about to watch Charlize Theron’s Monster on DVD, which role earned her an Oscar.

I don’t see how I could ever move anywhere else. 🙂 Unless SoCal goes to hell, or detaches from the rest of the US and sinks into the Pacific, as some doomsayers predict.