Upside-down at the Blue Dog Tavern

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Question: Could the City of Los Angeles kindly maintain the landscaping alongside Sepulveda Blvd? Not all of it. Just the ugliest part. Just the two blocks beneath the Metrolink tracks on the most heavily-travelled north-south commuter route in the Valley.  Oh no. It could not. There’s no money for that. No money at all.  There’s none to be had in the $8 billion annual city budget.  But we’re welcome to ask the Van Nuys Neighborhood Council for the money.  Does the council have the power to turn water on or off? No.  Install sprinklers? No.  Are they responsible for street services and public works?  No.  But we should be asking them to help fix the roadway embankments because…..well, because it should be a community project, that’s why.  The City of LA?  An innocent bystander in this matter.   A pauper-ish third party, stripped of all budgetary discretion by the Villaraigosa regime.   Thus spake the representatives of Nury Martinez.    After a topsy-turvy conversation like that….lager is called for.

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Andrew H. sez: ‘What’s with all yer mishegas?  She was a nice lady.  Some of us have real plumbing problems.’

The Vanguard of Sherman Oaks

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There are moments, driving down a residential street (avoiding traffic, of course) the light will illuminate the trees just so…. and the natural world moves to the foreground and the suburban bric-a-brac recedes, and the radio goes quiet and for a space in time you are no longer in Los Angeles, or even in the year 2013.  This particular grace has a way of sneaking up on you on the angriest of afternoons.  You are glad all over again to live here.  The Valley, its cluttered tackiness and brutal commutes, it’s upside-down mortgages across the darkling plain….makes sense!  Flush with patriotic sentiment, you fumble in the glove compartment for a camera to commemorate the……wait a sec, are those…dogs…hanging from that tree?  Dogs? Cats?  How long have they been there? Why isn’t anyone doing anything? Has the Shining Path established a fresh redoubt in some Panorama City apartment? Has a new Dictatorship of the Proletariat been declared? Are teams of insurrectionists descending into Sherman Oaks (well, POSO-ville) to proclaim the second coming of El Presidente Ezekiel? 

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Oh, wait.  Apparently someone hasn’t taken their Halloween decorations down.  After 23 days.    Ah, The Valley. We’re comfortable with ourselves.

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In case you had no idea what I was free-associating about, this was Peru, for 20 years in the grip of Maoist fanatics. That would be an un-ironic stick of dynamite in the dog’s mouth.  Their calling card.  There was a truly sublime film made about this: The Dancer Upstairs, starring Javier Bardem.  Also, a great novel: Bel Canto, by Ann Patchett.

Night entrances…

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Heat week continues in the Valley.  104 today, again.  One ventures out only after sunset, into the stillness of the cricket thrumming air.   A/C units and attic vents whir deep into the night.  Televisions flicker through open windows, sound turned low.  Doorways beckon with colored lights. C’mon in, Mr. Curious. No cry-babys. No sniveling.

More Jacaranda

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On Sunday we went hiking in Elysian Park. Across Echo Park and down into Frogtown, and from the freeway all the way back to the Valley one could see everywhere jacarandas in bloom, popping out of the canopy like frosted cupcakes.  Then yesterday came the Santa Ana winds, and just like that, it was over.  Like here, on Otsego St.