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Last night, I was feeling the need for some Thai food, and in a Vegas chinatown mall I saw one that had the name "Thai" in it.
Afterward, Im recounting what happened next to a 7-11 clerk:
"So, I walked in, they handed me the menu and it was ALL vietnamese food. I figured, 'ah well' and ordered a dish."
"Was it good food, at least?"
"Eh, it was decent. But when they brought me the check, I gave them my bankcard. They came back and told me they had a 20 dollar limit on card purchases."
"Youre kidding. And they didnt have anything saying that?"
"Nope, nowhere. I had to dip into cash I had for other purposes to pay for it."
"Ouch."
"Yep, thats why Im here getting cash back to cover it. If I had wanted vietnamese food, there were 4 other vietnamese joints in the same mall."
"Well, youre never going back there."
"Never."
Then he told me there were multiple thai places in the other direction of Chinatown. Of course.
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The trick to life, I strongly believe is to ask the right questions, when seeking the answers you need.
On a walk in the Las Vegas chill last night, I asked the question "What should I be doing, top on the priority list?" And clear as day, no bullshitting, was a one word answer that I knew already, but didnt know was up there on the priority list.
Write.
That's it, priority number one.
Which seems counter-intuitive, as right now I so want to stop being poor. I'd like to have the cash reserves to do so many things. Buy a house in this downturn, get my biz endeavors going, acquire some camera gear, some motorizzed transport of the non-beater variety.
But thats it - write. Write, and good things will follow.
Okay-dokey. Doesnt sound logical, but it feels right.
Gotta go with my gut.
LA is definitely not it. I thought SF might be it, but the thought of a another chilly year there - no, just no.
Ive been in Vegas for less than a week, so this might be premature - but Vegas seems to have what Im looking for. Sure, Id like to be within a couple miles of a large body of water, but the rocks around Vegas are pretty stunning and I hear there is a big ol lake somewheres if I need my water fix. And there is always the Bellagio.
When wanderlust kicks in, Las Vegas has direct flights to almost everywhere major I can think of, and then some. It is within ez reach of loved ones. There is a demand for what I do. Business costs are low. The weather is on the right side of what I like. Housing costs are not insane. The natives get along with each other.
But as a Bartender at the Flamingo said, give things a month to see how I feel about it.
So, this is Vegas eh.
Looks interesting.
Why am I spilling my guts out on Vox for, again?
I saw the flashing lights, and LAPD cruisers parked haphazardly by the government buildings. I unslung the camera ambled to the direction of the circling copter.
I got there, careful not to wander into the group, particularly as some were holding shotguns at the ready.
It was a traffic stop and all the passengers were being handcuffed.
Then I saw the kids in their early twenties. These werent hard core gangbangers, but someone likely had a firearm in the car hence the massive response.
But these were just stupid kids.
I took not one picture, surveyed the scene and ambled toward the Starbux.
Nothing to see here.
Ive learned quite a bit in these 6 months of being in LA. More so, the people.
Weird, weird place - but if youre into learning what makes people tick - the dynamics of LA is always interesting. Heh, and Angelenos think they are no weirder than people from anywhere else. HAHAHAHAHAHA. And are slightly pissed in that passive-aggressive way when people say that. Hee
At the same time though, I was frustrated by what I didnt know and belatedly came to realize. Conclusion: I wasnt prepared for LA. Mentally, it is a brutal place. As someone once put it "They talk like hippies and act like mobsters". Sho' nuff.
So, Vegas baby. Sin city. The freewheeling exurb of LA and SoCal. I have a feeling that I will learn more that is germaine to LA and be better prepared when I return.
We shall see.
@ the Starbux on LaBrea and Wilshire (a high schooler that looks like a super model studying in front of me), sipping a medium decaf.
Yes, a medium decaf. That's right.
Ive fallen off the coffee wagon.
It's giving me SUCH a buzz.
I'll try not to drink coffee for awhile, but I found myself ctually scheming on how I was going to do this, I was that obsessed with having coffee. And it's not even all that.
But the coffee fast is over.
Don't judge me.
