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I’m back! After three months of working 12-hour days, I finally have time to update my blog! Boy, have I missed finding cool things to share with my readers and friends.  I also have photos of new art, which I will be uploading soon!  First things first- here is something neat I found today:

What Was There

“The WhatWasThere project was inspired by the realization that we could leverage technology and the connections it facilitates to provide a new human experience of time and space – a virtual time machine of sorts that allows users to navigate familiar streets as they appeared in the past.

The premise is simple: provide a platform where anyone can easily upload a photograph with two straightforward tags to provide context: Location and Year. If enough people upload enough photographs in enough places, together we will weave together a photographic history of the world (or at least any place covered by Google Maps). So wherever you are in the world, take a moment to upload a photograph and contribute to history!”-From the What Was There website

The above photo was taken at 1st and Central. This is what the same location looks like today.

(Note- use the fade tool!)

Pretty cool!

“Artist Baptiste DebomBourg created a site specific installation for an old Benedictine monastery called Brauweiler Abbey near Cologne. The artist had laminate glass shattered and then put into place to mimic the feeling of water rushing into the room.” -Warholian

Click here to see more.

Come support my rad friend!!!!

Corey Helford Gallery

See more Buff Monster work here.

I got news!! Just stopped by Handsome Roasters after a quick-lunch at The Pie Hole.

I liked both places very much. I can’t believe it’s taken me forever to get to both of them.

Since the reporter in me won’t stop asking questions, I found out a few businesses that are quite possibly going to lease space right next to Handsome Roasters on Mateo.

First off,  a catering company called Heirloom-LA is looking to lease a restaurant space.  With their humane “farm to plate” concept (and gourmet lasagna cupcakes), Heirloom-LA would most certainly be welcome in the Arts District. We need some place like this!  Do it!!!

Secondly, a whiskey distillery is supposed to open in the same complex.  This place would offer whiskey tastings.

Handsome currently bridges the space between Industrial St and the rest of the Arts District, and I’m excited for the bridge to get a little bit bigger.  Pretty soon, I’ll be able to walk the neighborhood at night.

Totally digging this necklace. Available on Etsy for $32.

Paul’s Kitchen

The other night I was driving home through the Fashion District. There was traffic. While I was inching up San Pedro, I looked out my window and noticed a vintage sign that said “Paul’s Kitchen”. I googled it right away, and found out it was a Chinese restaurant that had been there for years and years. (” After emigrating from Hong Kong in the late 1930s, Yee’s father, Sai Ning “Paul” Yee, opened his first restaurant, Paul’s Cafe, sometime in the early 1940s in what was then the city market on San Julian Street. He returned to China in 1946 or 1947, married, had three sons , then came back to Los Angeles and opened Paul’s Kitchen a block away from the old location at 1012 S. San Pedro Street, where the Yee family lived in a flat of old, abandoned rooms above the restaurant.”)**

A few nights after I found it, I tried it.

This is what I saw when I got there. It was almost like a diner-a Chinese diner with portraits of baseball players and news articles.  As we sat down, we were greeted with crispy noodles and soup. I loved the 60s-70s vibe.

When we received the menus, I saw the restaurant was “cash only” (just like so many other great hole-in-the-wall, authentic places in LA).

We ordered some fried wontons, kung-pao chicken and friend rice.

The food was pretty solid. It was filling and not too greasy. It came quickly and the prices were reasonable. The atmosphere was awesome, and the people watching was great. Plus–It’s known as one of  Tommy Lasorda’s favorite places—so much so that the menu features a Tommy Lasorda Special. **

This guys must come here a lot. He looks like a regular–with his book and Jeopardy on the TV. I might become a regular too. I love finding cheap eats in Downtown–especially places that have been here forever.

*LA TIMES

3′ x 5′ Serape Rug

I adore this serape rug from Urban Outfitters. It’s only $39, and, oh, so cute against the white-washed floors.

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I woke up this morning to a knock at my boyfriend’s door. It was 9 o’clock am, and he had left for work about an hour earlier. I didn’t know who would be knocking so early on a Saturday.  I sleepily followed my barking dog to the door, and realized it was open–just a crack. I looked out the peephole and saw a security guard holding a guitar. That’s strange, I thought..

“Hi..,” I say as I slowly open the door.

“Is this your guitar?” the security guard asks.

“Um..Maybe. I think so. I don’t know,” I answer. “It looks like my boyfriend’s, but he has three.”  A girl appears next to the guard. She seems super awake, excited and she’s dressed in men’s clothes.

“Yeah, it’s your guitar”, she declares.

I look at her. She looks to be about twenty-years-old. She is quite pretty. She has long brown curly hair. I think she’s hispanic.  Her wide grin seems permanent. At this point, I’m a bit confused. Am I dreaming? What the hell is going on? Did she steal my boyfriend’s guitar from his unlocked apartment while I was sleeping? A thousand thoughts go through my head.

“Are these your boyfriend’s clothes?” the guard asks me as the pretty girl shows off her attire. She poses in men’s clothes-way too big for her. I think she has something else underneath, but I try not to stare.

“Huh?” I utter in total confusion. “I’ve never seen them before”.

“I was here last night” she exlaims.

“I don’t think so because I was here all night”, I tell the guard and the girl. “What is going on?

“Did this girl take your boyfriend’s guitar? We found her wandering the halls, and she said she was staying on this floor with some guy.”

“Let me check”. I go inside and find all of my boyfriend’s guitars safe and secure.  I come back to the door and open it a bit. ”How do you know my boyfriend?” I ask quickly.

“I met him last night”, she exclaims.

“What does he look like?” I ask.

“Well, he’s got big bushy eyebrows…and he’s bald,” she says as she smiles. “He was cute”.

“Definitely not my boyfriend,” I say. “And his guitar is here”, I tell the guard.

“Well,  that’s not what she said earlier. And the door was slightly open, so we thought maybe she came from here,” explained the guard.

“No. I’ve never seen her in my life, ” I say.

“Thanks”, says the guard. He looks disappointed. “Can you call your boyfriend and let him know you’re alright?”

“Okay- but he’s working,” I say.

“I just talked to him, and he’s worried,” utters the guard as he walks away.

“Okay”,  I say.

“C’mon with me”, the guard says to the pretty girl. I close the door and go get my phone. It was on silent. I missed two calls from my boyfriend. I call him immediately.

“What is going on?” I ask. “With the girl and the guitar?”

“Are you okay?” he asks. Security called me and said, ‘Your girlfriend is super mussed up and wandering around the building with your guitar.”

“Wasn’t me,” I say. “She was pretty messed up.”

“The door must have not closed all the way when I left with all my gear this morning,” he explains.

“Well, that was strange. I’m going back to bed now,” I say. “Have a good day”.

I went back to sleep. Later, I went out to get some coffee and stopped by the security desk. “Whatever happened with that girl? Did she find the right loft?”

“No”, a different security guard says. “But, she must have been on something. She left and wandered down the street. She took off all her clothes in public. She got arrested.”

“Wow…she must have been really messed up.”

“Must have been something real good,” he says.