A very Costal Christmas- says I.......I took this picture right before we ate dinner. Fucking Beautiful huh? So a costal fare-crab enchilada's, corn and crab fritters, poached salmon, salad, rolls, and too many sweets to even name.

Two more pictures of my view coming down the California incline to PCH. I left work early this day, and got lucky enough to see the sunset.

I'm on Ocean in Santa Monica, not pictured is the Santa Monica Pier off to the left. I work 3 blocks from this intersection.

Here you See, the Malibu Sport Fishing Pier. Day and Night. This side of the sign has not been fully lit for at least 10 years.

Forgive the clarity- I was going about 60 mph when I passed this landmark. The Malibu Beach Club- where if my peers remember those crazy kids from West Beverly High spent every summer.

This is the infamous Moonshadows, where Mel got bombed before he was pulled over and made all those Anti-semetic remarks. Before that incident, Moonshadows was a little bit under visited, but after EVERYBODY and their mother decided it was a cool place to go.

Here you see the entrance to Chers compound. Now, I pass this almost every morning on my way to work.

I have never seen a soul enter or exit the property. I swear, it's like Cher and the Music Factory. I'm positive she has oompa loompa type creatures. I mean, the wig and costume care alone would take several normal sized people. I'm sure the oompa loompa labor is cheaper and quieter.

So, yes I know...I don't celebrate Christmas. But I saw this "decoration" in J. Darling's neighborhood. And I had to give a shout out to Jesus.

So, Happy B-day my brother!!!

This is "my other ride"

I call her the White Rabbit, Brand new Mongoose mountain bike, 8 speed (automatic) front shocks which are awesome over speed bumps and during trail rides.


Thankfully, I got exactly what I wanted this year, a new bike- and someone special.

Thank You J. Darling!!!

Ladies and gents, this is my ride. I call her the black bomber. 2 Door, Ford Explorer Sport, tan interior, CD Player... I love her to death.

She treats me well, and gets me everywhere I want to go. She's an old girl- but I've been know to like the older sort.

Just so you can get a better idea of where I live. The two exteriors of the house are from the street. One Interior of the kitchen with a bit of the dining room, the other interior of the dining into the living room. I spared you my bedroom, because it's not all that interesting. The beach is a short walk from the house across PCH, the pool, hot tub and dry sauna are a 3 block walk to the gated entrance. I heart the kitchen, lots of counter space which is great when I am cooking up the storm I call dinner. You will get a picture of my ride soon, I'm having my car washed today so it will be all shiny and pretty for it's Blog debut.

Well, since It's hard to take pictures of yourself...I gave my new buddy Jessi my camera- and look what she did....None of the girls were happy about havin their picture taken, so Jessi got a lot of middle fingers. Out of the 10 or so pictures she took, these three (now- two. one was omitted by request) did not have middle fingers, or back of heads. After the last few, we were reminded by the DJ that no camera's were allowed on the dance floor. So much for hot pictures of me cuttin a rug. Anyway, we partied at Debra's, a club in Long Beach.

J. Darling Said...and I quote " I am never going back to Long Beach" Not because it wasn't fun, but because it's so fucking far away. The night ended at Tex and Afrodites house eating chicken wings....mmmmmmmm chicken wings. We got back to Panorama City around 4 am after a very very FAST drive on the freeway. I hate to break it to ya kid, but we broke 90 mph.

This is my charge for the weekend. Murphy. Or Murph, Murphdom, murph the surf, Mr. Murph- I like to call him stinky. My Uncle went in for a hip replacement this morning, and my Auntie Kirsten asked if I would watch Murphdom for the weekend. No problem I said- we play catch, take walks on the Beach, and he keeps my back warm while I sleep. He also likes to wake me up by licking my face. Yeah, that was cool!!!

These are my 'Cousin Littles' Here you see Ri Pie singing into her mic. Possibly her fave toy EVER, and Miss Mia with her Grilled Cheese and Catchup covered face. Then finally a sisters picture. Riley adores Mia, and I love them and their Mother Erin (my awesome cousin) and her husband John (my awesome cousin in law) I have to take this opp. to thank John for introducing me to Gary, and letting me talk to him every once in a while. FYI John, I'd like to see Gary soon, can you just let him know- I would like to speak with him.

This is me and Big Boy...Sunday afternoon I went to brunch at the oldest existing Bob's Big Boy- the closest thing you can get to a diner on the west coast without resorting to Denny's YUCK.

Anyway, the company was great, the food was nothing compared to the cow (but sadly I don't think anything will be better than a Sun Burnt Cow Brunch)- BUT I did have a very cute chick to my right- so it made the experience fantastic.

BIG LOVE!!!!

Last Night I went to the Getty Museum, and out to a really great Dinner, with some amazing company. Now, I forgot my camera (I didn't really forget, I just didn't want to seem like a tool. But, thankfully my date did the same thing) Anyway, these photo's are taken from the getty website- check there if you want to see who took them. Anyway- these pictures don't even do it justice. We caught most of the sunset, which was beautiful. If you are ever in LA and need an activity, stop here.

THEY SELL CASKETS @ COSCO











This is My Aunt, doing the best impression of a dead person I've ever seen.

This is my view driving home from work. I get to see this almost everyday, unless I'm stuck at work late and miss the Sun-set.

So, that's Tim. Mindy's BF. Ain't he cute, and of course Bob's head. I don't know who's finger that is in the Background but they must have been pissed.

I think I look stoned in this picture. That's my cousin Mindy. I think I might have just been tired from screaming and running all night.

This is Bob...Good name huh? I hid behind him during most of the Haunted Houses at Universal Halloween Haunt. He protected me from the chainsaw wielding mad men, and didn't mind me screaming either. This picture was taken before we went into the park. As you can see I'm drinking my courage.

These are my feet, on my beach in Malibu. I can smell the ocean in the morning, and hear the waves when I'm on the porch at night. I'm wearing flip flops in November. This is where I want to live.