Any warm blooded creature who has spent an hour or more under a Southern Californian Palm tree has felt the essences of Styrofoam and plastic emanating through the pores of his/her skin, contaminating him/her immediately. Yet still, I’d rather deal with that than Utah Valley. Yet I do feel embarrassed to appear so hateful towards the place I am forced to call home. In fact I just moved into my own place right in short walking distance to the corner of Center and University where there are some diversions and restaurants there that are pleasant Salad Day material establishments.

Jazz Funeral

To the astonishment of all my imaginary readers I was sad for the Jazz downfall early in the playoffs. Salt Lake still ranks pretty high in my list of highly inhabitable cities. But being from South Pasadena, I must furl my brow at the television in some pro Lakers pretense, which has so far duped even Jenna, my closest observer. She of course is an individual of independent perspective and wishes the Lakers to lose asap no matter how.

We did just barely watch LA come from 20 points behind to 71 to 77.