Left Coast Re-Cap (Day 7)
Posted: September 25, 2010 Filed under: friends, humor | Tags: california, el torito, gulf coast, pier, redondo beach, tar balls Leave a comment »Wednesday. Our last day of vacation. OK, technically Thursday is also a vacation day, but we’ll spend the whole day on airplanes and in airports, so this is the last day of vacation.
We begin with a food report from Sarah.
We made no plans at all for our final day in Cali. Just, you know….whatever. And if that means sitting on the beach and doing nothing except filming birds…then that’s what it means.
You can’t really tell in the video, but when I decided to walk down and get my feet wet in the ocean, I stepped in something. I thought it was bird poop but when I tried to scrape it off in the sand, it didn’t budge. The glob of whatever it was was really stuck to my foot and no matter how much I tried, sand and water weren’t going to be enough to get it un-stuck.
I made my way back down to the blanket and noticed my foot smelled like tires. What did I step in? I didn’t see anything on the beach except seaweed but apparently there was a hidden treasure for me. Sarah had an old pair of tweezers she let me borrow, but they didn’t do much good. Whatever was there, was really really there. Sarah told me I looked like Venom from Spiderman. I was looking forward to my special powers.
After we left the beach, I decided to make a phone call to ask what it was on the beach that was attacking me. I got in touch with the parks department and in turn was transferred to four different people before someone could help me out.
Turns out it was a tar ball. Yep. Who knew? But apparently even though there hasn’t been an oil spill on the west coast for a long, long time, every once in a while tar balls still wash up on shore. The guy on the phone told me the best thing to do to wash it off was to buy rubbing alcohol and baby oil. So…that’s what we did.
If nothing else, it really made me feel for the birds in the Gulf Coast that got oil all over them from the recent spill. As you can see, it’s not just black water that will rinse off easily. Those birds down there are screwed.
Our little party decided to have dinner on the pier and watch the sunset on the ocean. We chose to eat at a Mexican restaurant called El Torito. The service was horribly slow and we missed the sunset. Oh well. At least the food was sort of OK.
We left and took in what was left of our last day in Redondo Beach.
You were good to us, California. You always are. You always, always are.
Left Coast Re-Cap (Day 4)
Posted: September 22, 2010 Filed under: friends, humor | Tags: breakfast, california, cj's pantry, five guys, hollywood, in n out, manns chinese theater, mtv, nunchuks, redondo beach, smirnoff ice, video awards, vma, walk of stars Leave a comment »You can only walk past a diner with a sign that reads “Voted #1 Breakfast!” so many times before you give in to curiosity. But after breakfast at CJ’s Pantry in Redondo Beach, I have to 100% agree with the sign in the window.
The portions were huge, the food tasted amazing, and I blame their very existence for the fact we all gained like 7 pounds while we were in California. It was just the right amount of fuel we needed to go exploring in Hollywood.
We wandered up and down the Walk of Stars like good tourists, taking pictures of the Hollywood sign and handprints in cement and laughing at ladies who weren’t looking where they were walking and fell in a hole (she was OK, so stop judging me).
As we left the area and headed back south, we stopped in Beverly Hills and just…drove around. We had no idea where we were or whose house we were looking at (or, more accurately, whose tall shrubs and iron gates we were looking at that kept us from seeing their actual homes) but we kept passing sight-seeing vans so I figured we were in the right area. The narrow roads we were on wound up the mountainside and gave us some really cool scenic views of the city.
When we arrived back in the South Bay I decided we had goofed around long enough: it was time for In N Out. It was just as good as I remembered, although Sarah wished it was a little more like Five Guys so she could add A-1 sauce to her burger. Whatever. Blasphemer.
On the way back to the hotel, we were driving through a neighborhood in Torrance and suddenly Ryan, who was riding shotgun, pointed out the window and yelled, “NUNCHUKS!!”
Sure enough, there was a dude standing in the middle of a small park, practicing for battle. Sarah grabbed the Flip camera and we did a drive-by for further inspection. And further taunting.
Ashlea wanted to watch the MTV VMA Awards that night, so we stopped by the liquor store next door to our hotel to party down VMA-style. Which means picking up hard stuff like Smirnoff Ice and Bartles & Jaymes wine coolers.
I have arrived.
Left Coast Re-Cap (Day 3)
Posted: September 21, 2010 Filed under: friends, humor | Tags: brian scolaro, california, catalina coffee company, comedy and magic club, hermosa beach, kirk fox, lachlan patterson, redondo beach, vacation Leave a comment »Sarah woke up early Saturday morning to go for a jog. I hopped online to check Google Maps and see if there was anything interesting in our area. I saw there was a coffee shop a couple of blocks from our hotel and, after checking out their website, I decided it was a place we needed to investigate.
When Sarah returned from her jog, I told her what I’d found, and we headed down to the Catalina Coffee Company.
We met with the Brenemans for breakfast in the hotel and told them about our amazing coffee house discovery. That afternoon we took Alyssa and Ashlea down to CCC while Ryan stayed in his room to catch up on ESPN.
That night, we headed over to the Comedy & Magic Club in Hermosa Beach. They had a special “10 Comics For $10″ special and we had no idea who was going to be part of the show.
We showed up early to get good seats and eat dinner there before the show. Ashlea and Alyssa were concerned that we might be too close to the stage, but after looking at who was sitting around us, I thought there might be easier targets for the comics to mess with. A guy dressed like Colonel Sanders (whom I referred to as The Southern Lawyer) was sitting behind us and a Gothic beauty queen wasn’t too far away either, so I didn’t think we stood out too much. It turns out Ashlea was the only one of us who got “called out” but compared to the rest of the people who got needled, she got off pretty easy.
My only disappointment from the night was the fact that the club didn’t publish who was there that night, so afterward, we could only remember a couple of names. They were all amazing (I wasn’t too impressed with the one magician who performed, but I think I was in the minority) and I wanted to find out more about them and support them. The comics included Lachlan Patterson, Kirk Fox, Brian Scolaro…and that’s where we forgot the other names. There was an Australian guy with a fake foot and another Aussie who lives in San Francisco. There was a writer from Jimmy Kimmel who sang hilarious impromptu songs and a guy who did a bit about getting old and having to stretch before doing things like going to sleep. I sent an email to the club afterwards asking for a list of the comics who performed so I could look them up on iTunes. Hopefully I’ll hear something back from them, but seeing as how it’s almost been two weeks I’m not holding my breath.
So…whoever was there that night…just know you did a good job. Lachlan and Brian both have projects available on iTunes. I’m sure the other comics do, too, I just have to figure out who they were first.
Left Coast Re-Cap (Day 2)
Posted: September 20, 2010 Filed under: humor | Tags: california, fishermen, glass church, library, medieval times, ocean, palos verdes, rancho palos verdes, redondo beach, seals, wayfarer's chapel Leave a comment »Sarah woke up early Friday morning, and I did too. It was 6am California time, but we were still on East Coast time, so it felt like 9. She planned to go jogging along the beach and I decided to walk with her to show her the way and make sure she didn’t get turned around.
Our hotel was only about 2-1/2 blocks from the beach and on the way we had to walk through a small park/playground. There was a really cool-looking building that at first reminded me of The Alamo.
Upon closer inspection, I discovered this amazing structure is the Redondo Beach Public Library.
The sky was a perfect blue, the grass was green, and the early-morning temperature was perfect. Sarah exclaimed, “We’re in Heaven!” I didn’t argue.
Sarah took off jogging and I went down to the beach to film and capture the calm serenity of the area. I made my way onto the Redondo Beach Pier and sat on a bench overlooking the ocean (making sure to clear off the morning dew before I settled in).
I heard a far-off sound that I initially mis-took for some weird birds, but as I listened I realized they were actually seals hanging out on a distant buoy, barking and barking. You know, like a bunch of seals.
After Sarah finished with her run we met on the pier and then walked back together. We met Ryan, Alyssa, and Ashlea in the hotel for their complimentary continental breakfast. We then piled in the car and headed south for a tour of Palos Verdes and Rancho Palos Verdes, one of the most expensive places to live in Southern California.
We left the cliffs and headed down the winding road a bit to Wayfarer’s Chapel, a small church that is pretty much made entirely of glass. Every other time I’ve been there a wedding was in progress so I wasn’t allowed to get very close to the church and see inside.
This day was my lucky day, as the grounds were pretty much deserted and we had the place to ourselves. I was excited to get my first glimpse inside and I wondered what it was like to go to church and get a tan at the same time.
We returned back to the hotel and Sarah and I were excited to show the rest of the gang the park, the library, the beach, and the pier. While we were there we stopped in at El Cinco De Mayo, a small Mexican restaurant on the pier. A friendly woman took our order and then turned around and began to cook everything. It smelled delicious and it tasted just as good.
From there we went down to the end of the pier, found a bench, and let the food digest. We also saw a pirate pigeon. That’s right. He had a peg leg. It was turning out to indeed be a great day.
We went back to the hotel to rest up from all of the eating and basking in the sun and decided to re-convene in a couple of hours. We had a date at Medieval Times and, what was even more exciting, we were meeting my pal JT and his girlfriend there. I met JT when I was living in New York City and performing improv at the National Comedy Theatre. He moved out to California a few months ago and I hadn’t seen him in about a year. I hadn’t met his girlfriend Kim before and it was good to get to finally get to meet her and be assured she wasn’t a figment of JT’s wild imagination.
Because we headed out to Buena Park on a Friday afternoon, traffic was pretty intense. Ryan and Alyssa were both pretty taken back by the amount of cars:
“This is ridiculous!”
“Who are these people?”
“Where did these people come from?”
We finally arrived at the castle, met JT and Kim, and settled in to enjoy a night of medieval…times.
Afterward we hung out in the parking lot and talked and said goodbye to JT and Kim six or seven times. We made the drive back to the hotel (which, at 10:30 at night, was considerably shorter), and went to bed.
It was a great day indeed. That 1-legged pigeon brought us good luck for sure.
Left Coast Re-Cap (Day 1)
Posted: September 19, 2010 Filed under: friends, humor | Tags: c-level, california, island prime, ramada, redondo beach, san diego, southwest, traffic, vacation Leave a comment »Last Thursday Sarah and I once again teamed up with the Breneman siblings Ryan, Alyssa, and Ashlea for a vacation adventure. This time we headed to California and I had a blast showing them around my old stomping grounds.
We met at the Breneman farm Thursday morning and their mom was kind enough to drive us all to the Philadelphia airport so we wouldn’t have to pay for parking.
Check-in went really smoothly and we prepped ourself for a long flight. We had a quick layover somewhere (I think it was St. Louis) but we weren’t allowed to get off the plane between flights.
We landed in San Diego right around 3:00 PST and we were greeted with the amazing weather we had been expecting. We picked up our rental car (a Suzuki something or other. When we would go up steep hills the engine whizzed like a moped and I entertained myself by making a “wheeeeeeeeeeeeee” sound). We got together with our friend Linda at Island Prime/C-Level, a steakhouse overlooking the harbor. The food was incredible and our week of gluttony had begun.
After dinner we hopped in the car and took off for our hotel in Redondo Beach just a couple of hours north. Traffic wasn’t too bad, and by the time we reached the Ramada hotel, we were ready for bed. The hotel offers free breakfast until 10am, so we agreed to re-convene at 9:30 to take advantage.
Day 1 of vacation: A little tired, but being in California was totally worth being cramped in a Southwest plane for 6 hours.
25 THINGS I LEARNED IN CALIFORNIA – 2008 EDITION
Posted: June 3, 2008 Filed under: friends, humor | Tags: airplane, asian, beach towel, bloody mary, boogie board, california, carpool lane, castaway, comedy & magic club, comedy club, del taco, hermosa beach, in n out, jack black, jay leno, king kong, LA, los angeles, motorcycles, new york, pt cruiser, rancho palos verdes, rocky cola cafe, san diego, sharks, soda, southwest, speed limit, tom hanks, tonight show, vince vaughn, wedding, wedding crashers, wilson 5 Comments »- If you order a large soda from Del Taco, you will find yourself partaking of a drink 3/4 the size of your own head.
- A group of Asian kids, dressed in black leather complete with chains and spiky Mohawks hanging out at Del Taco at midnight have a somewhat forboding sense about them. Surely they have been out and about all night causing trouble and being just as bad as their menacing exterior projects.
- Seeing those same Asian kids dressed in black leather and chains in the Del Taco parking lot at 9:30 in the morning completely negates their rebellious punk look and makes them seem desperate, sad, harmless, and even a bit pathetic.
- I am a man of my word. Having once vowed to never drive one, I learned at the car rental company that our car would be a PT Cruiser. We were offered a smaller car that the agent claimed was actually much nicer. I agreed to take the smaller car. I do a good enough job as it is looking like a tool in my every day life. I don’t need help from the PT Cruiser.
- If you want to get your money’s worth in the stand-up comedy world, wait until you’re in New York City to go to a comedy club. The prices of a weekday show are about 3 times more expensive in LA and you only get to see about 1/3 of the number of comics.
- Every day it’s sunny and 77 degrees. The rest of the world are schmucks.
- The speed limit on the highway is 65 M.P.H. The flow of traffic averages 77 M.P.H. The highway drivers are actually much better than I recall. I still hate motorcyclists (if you’re stopped at a red light, why is it OK for them to cut in line and jump in front of everyone else just because they can squeeze between cars? That’s not fair. I hate, hate, HATE them).
- On a coast-to-coast flight if you’re taking Southwest you don’t get an in-flight movie and the only food they offer you is peanuts and Wheat Thins. Where’s my barely-recognizable Salisbury steak?
- People who don’t have any idea what they’re talking about are very entertaining. At the wax museum a man wrongly identified Jack Black from the recent King Kong remake as Vince Vaughn from Wedding Crashers. He did, however, get Tom Hanks from Castaway correct. Even though he told his kids the volleyball was named “Spalding” (instead of the actual name “Wilson”).
- If you go to the Rocky Cola Cafe in Hermosa Beach at 12:30 on a Sunday afternoon you actually have a good chance of getting a parking space.
- The Tonight Show host Jay Leno sells out shows at the Comedy & Magic Club in Hermosa Beach at $30.00 a seat. Ironically, tickets to see The Tonight Show are free.
- In-N-Out burgers are just as good as I remember.
- The attendants at the Dollar rental car place near the San Diego airport are energetically honest. When asked how he was doing, the young worker replied with a huge smile, “Great! I get to stand out here and look at hot girls all day.” I wished him luck.
- Elderly women who order a Bloody Mary on a plane that leaves at 9:30 am are making a statement about themselves that may be unintentional.
- If you wear a dress shirt, tie, black pants, and dress shoes to a California wedding, you will feel vastly overdressed. Especially if the groomsmen wear flip flops.
- The carpool lane is the coolest thing ever (I actually learned this in 1992 but had forgotten I knew it).
- Sarah is a natural boogie boarder.
- If you buy a new pair of swim trunks, don’t assume that the string tie feature is part of the apparel. Otherwise when a big ocean wave hits you from behind, you will find yourself struggling to keep them on.
- Sometimes the friendliest person you’ll meet is the maintenance guy at a time-share property.
- Wireless internet is not free at the airport.
- If you forgot to pack beach towels, check under the bathroom sink of your time share. Sometimes they provide them for you so you don’t have to go out and spend $40 to buy your own and then get angry when you find this out after-the-fact.
- It costs more for a tank of gas than it does to get your tires rotated, oil changed, and get an emissions test.
- Even on-duty policemen like to sneak away to the cliffs of Rancho Palos Verdes and take in the view every once in a while.
- Sharks still scare me. Even large paintings of them.
- As amazing as it is to be back in California, I wouldn’t want to be there without Sarah.
Prooving One’s Idiocy
Posted: May 30, 2008 Filed under: friends, humor | Tags: burger, california, hamburger, idiot, in & out, san diego Leave a comment »I don’t like to just make a fool of myself. I prefer to do it over and over again, just to make sure people know I’m an idiot.
Sarah and I are currently in San Diego for a wedding. We are planning on driving up to LA County on Sunday so I can show her some of my old haunts when I lived out here. Some friends of mine, Andrea & Drew, live in San Pedro and I didn’t think to call them to let them know I’d be in the area until we were in the airport in Baltimore.
Idiot! How could I forget them?!
I hopped online at the airport and shot them an email and sent them a text. We’re on our way out there! Prepare for fun and “In & Out” burgers!!
After landing in San Diego, getting our rental car, and finding the nearest In & Out burger place, I gave them a call. “Hey guys!!! We’re here and maybe can see you in a couple of days!! I’m an idiot for not giving you the heads up earlier!”
And then, I felt like an idiot again.
Oh yeah. I forgot. They moved back to Nashville.
Insert awkward conversation here. “Oh yea….um…that’s right, heh heh….well….if we’re ever in Nashville again soon….let’s hook up!”
I’ll beat you to the punch: I’m an idiot.
The Useless South
Posted: March 12, 2008 Filed under: friends, humor | Tags: alaska, atlanta, beach, california, country music, cruise, florida, georgia, hawaii, IM, inbreeding, kentucky, klan, mississippi, montana, myrtle beach, nashville, north carolina, oil, outer banks, peaches, south carolina, state, tennessee, useless, virginia 1 Comment »Today I got a really random IM from Ashlea at work with a question that opened the floodgates. I’m probably going to offend some people with this one but at the end of the day, I stand by my word. I now give you our instant message conversation:
ASHLEA: Which state would you describe as the most useless?
ME: Montana. Alaska. Alabama. Kentucky. Missisippi. Tennessee. Georgia. South Carolina. North Carolina. And Virginia.
ASHLEA: Haha. Ok, disputes…Alaska has oil. And you can take cool cruises.
ME: Yea but conservationists won’t let us get the oil, so it’s useless. Mexico has cool cruises, too.
ASHLEA: North Carolina and South Carolina are awesome. Outer Banks, Myrtle Beach.
ME: If you want beaches, go to Florida or California or Hawaii.
ASHLEA: Georgia peaches.
ME: Georgia has the Klan.
ASHLEA: Tennessee because of Nashville.
ME: Nashville has country music and also inbreeding.
ASHLEA: Eddie you really need to redeem your feelings about Nashville.
ME: Nah. I like my feelings about Nashville. It’s OK. I feel the same about Atlanta. We should just pave over them and start over.
ASHLEA: What would you change?
ME: I would gas it, fence it off, and make it a nature preserve.
After this, Ashlea didn’t say anything else. So, naturally, that means I’m right.
Again.
A “Great” Time
Posted: January 1, 2008 Filed under: friends, humor | Tags: amish, apples to apples, board games, california, card game, cards, comic book store, cranium, dick clark, ebay, games, great dalmnuti, henson, mad gab, mennonite, new years eve, party, pennsylvania, scum, settlers of catan Leave a comment »Last night Sarah and I rang in the new year at Linford and Trish’s house. We met some cool new people, hung out with familiar friends like Ann and Stacey, and played a lot of games: an Amish card game called 9-Spot or 9-Down or something to do with the number 9, Mad Gab, something called blabble or gaburgle or some weird name. It’s a card game by the makers of Cranium (which, in my opinion, is why you shouldn’t just make up words to name games….because then no one can remember what it was to pass along the name). We played Apples to Apples and then I got a chance to finally import The Great Dalmuti to Pennsylvania.
My family and I first stumbled across this card game back in California after I read a rave review about it in a magazine. We would play it all the time but soon the game became impossible to find (I still don’t know what happened to the version I had in California). I couldn’t find it in toy stores or department stores or book stores or any of the usual places. I found it once on eBay but it was in German and a few weeks ago Sarah and I stumbled upon it in a comic book store when we were looking for Settlers of Catan.
This was the first time I got to teach it to my Pennsylvania buddies last night and it was a lot of fun (they told me that it is very similar to a Mennonite game called “Scum” but I’d never heard of it). After the game we all packed into the living room to watch Dick Clark ring in the new year and I secretly wondered why the Henson Company couldn’t step in and help this guy out. If they can make a frog ride a bike then certainly they could help this guy along recovery road.
All in all it was a good time. I won one of the rounds of Apples to Apples and I spent a good amount of time as “The Great Dalmuti.” The snacks were really good and the company was top notch.
Happy New Year indeed. :)




