January 11, 2005


I have to go get on a plane in an hour, but I want to blog first because I don't want to forget anything. Ever. Yesterday was ... Let's just say I had a lot of suspension of disbelief problems. You know what I mean -- it's like watching a movie and suddenly a huge obvious device rears up and the characters say things to each other that these people would NEVER SAY and it's all so they can reunite again 10 mintues later on a scenic FERRY, cue the violins. Bah. And when it happens, you stop BELIEVING in the movie because it's too improbable and silly. That's how I felt all day yesterday, except, you know, about my life.

L.A. was the scariest place I am going in a lot of ways just because it's L.A. I've lived in Chicago, I now live an easy 25 minutes from downtown Atlanta, so even though I live in the high cotton surrounded by wildlife and kudzu, regular big cities don't scare me. I LIKE them. Cities are where they keep the OPERA and the REALLY good shoe stores, so. I never want to live too far away from one. But L.A. is different. More intimidating. It's like New York in that I have seen so MUCH of its streets and buildings in movies and on TV that the whole place looks ODDLY FAMILIAR and yet I have never been here. It doesn't QUITE seem real. I have this odd sense that at midnight little mechanical doors all along the streets open and the palm trees are lowered down into the earth until the next day. And it's chock full of movie stars and everyone is so BLASE about that and I--- the living personification of the OPPOSITE of blase---have a hard time not going THARN and simply standing with my mouth hanging ever-so-slightly open, nose-picking and googling.

With all the above understood, let me say this: I WANT TO COME BACK! I WANT TO COME BACK!

I had a completely surreal lunch with my west coast agent (pause here to boggle at the fact that HAVE a west coast agent) and he was lovely, and as the hostess seated me she whispered LOVE YOUR DRESS (it was the kicky little silk slip dress I had JUST picked up 3 days ago in a flash of wardrobe panic, you remember , it was at J. Jill on MEGA SALE for TWENTY-NINE BUCKS) and I FLUSHED with the intense, whole-body pleasure you can only experience if you are a girl from the TOTAL SCREAMING STICKS getting told her dress is good by a girl in a VERY posh eatery in L.A where presumably MUCH better dresses than mine have sauntered through. Admittedly, it DOES NOT take much to make me happy, but I maintain that this is a GOOD thing!

The dinner itself, the pre-sales event, was GREAT. Both in the sense of I WON THE SALAD LOTTO and had a hard time not moaning with animal pleasure as I spooned up magical mouthfuls of hot asparagus with huge chunks of lobster and those INTENSE SMOKY mushrooms that look like little BRAINS but taste like love, and in the sense that ten minutes after I got there I had the epiphany that OH! WAIT! THESE ARE BOOK PEOPLE (um duh) which means they are practically guaranteed BY LAW to be smart and funny and well-read and articulate. So. I was able to almost immediately STOP that thing I do where I pretend to be comfortable (and have to concentrate on not having a heart palpitation), and instead ACTUALLY BE COMFORTABLE (and concentrate on more important things, like not tripping on whatever ridiculous shoes I was teetering around on and dumping my wine onto the person who wore white). I wish I could stay for a bit, but I am off to San Fran where 3 hours of rampant tourism with my friend Jill await! MORE SOON!

Posted by joshilyn at January 11, 2005 9:31 AM

You just rock.

Posted by: Heather at January 11, 2005 10:53 AM

Way to go, posh-eatery-hostess! Just melt the little author's brain when she's already trying to channel Ramona... although LA is a great place to be when channeling, I understand ;-)

I'm glad you're having a great time -- do please keep us posted on the touristy stuff as well as the food!

West Coast Agent! (cue Peter Gabriel's "Big Time")


Posted by: Kestralyn at January 11, 2005 11:28 AM

Hey, I've seen the picture of that dress, and I'm not at all surprised that you fit right in. That is one rockin' dress!

A fabulous outfit for a fabulous lady, who may be slowly learning that she is INDEED fabulous. ;)

Posted by: Mir at January 11, 2005 12:36 PM

YES! I had deja vu too when I was in LA! Isn't it funny?

Did you know they use LA as a location for EVERYTHING, even when the TV movie is supposed to be taking place in VIRGINIA?! Just look for the bird-of-paradise near the courthouse or the palm trees in the distance next time you're watching TV.

Keep blogging ... It's fun to hear about your surreal life!

Posted by: Beth at January 12, 2005 1:02 AM

To be able to eat a salad with lobster and brainy mushrooms is the SIGN from GOD that you have arrived. And dressed for success at that. Hmmm, to be you...

Posted by: Tish at January 12, 2005 11:48 AM

As a lifelong L.A. baby it's quite refreshing to hear someone enjoy being in my city. What an exciting and wonderful adventure you are on. I hope you enjoy your next trip here and perhaps have a little more time to see some of the other cool sites (Canters for matzo ball soup, Silver Lake for shopping, Newport Beach on a stormy day, Mt. Baldy on a clear winter day, Joshua Tree any old time).

Posted by: Miss Bliss at January 15, 2005 2:53 PM