Change of Locale

I'm in L.A.
As in Los Angeles.
As in Los Angeles, California.
Home of the In-and-Out Burger and the Jurassic Park Ride.
I am not in New York.
As in New York City.
Although that is where I am usually found.
Los Angeles, California is a place where I would never have expected to live. Mainly because I now have to say Pacific Daylight Time after many years of saying let’s watch Jurassic Park tonight around 8:15pm Eastern Standard Time.
But no worries...those who know me and know how "un-LA" I am....Los Angeles is not my new home. I am only here on a temporary basis.
But I DO have to say...that in the few weeks that I have been here, I have adjusted quite well. Well, at least I've tried to.
My friend Jill does not believe that I am here and demanded some proof. And although I do not usually write directly about myself online, I thought I might as well kill a few pigeons with a puerto rican stone and just share some pictures of my crazy new life.
This is my new car:

Well, it was my new car. I wasn’t very happy with it. So I asked the theatre that I am working for if I could get something a little flashier. They got me this:

This is where I am living:

There is a nice pool out back:

And people here seem really nice. In fact, this is the woman I am currently staying with:

So, I am trying real hard to fit in:

Okay, fine.
As Anna Paquin once said in The Piano. “I tell a lie.”
She also said “She says it’s her piano and she won’t have him touch it!”
But that seems less relevant.
Confession: The above images DO NOT faithfully represent my current L.A. lifestyle.
But seriously...I am trying so hard!! I wear sunglasses and tank tops. And the theatre has provided me with a brand new PT Cruiser. I named him Anderson and I drive around listening to "Bad Day" on repeat. Very L.A.!!
Here is Anderson:

And here is where I am living:

A nice little downtown studio apartment...with a nice little kitchen:

And bathroom...(featuring me in mirror!):

And most exciting...for a young starving-artist New Yorker like myself...my own combination washer/dryer!!! Here it is:

I have named him Herbie. Herbie is also the name of my i-pod and laptop. Perhaps it is a name that I overuse, but it always seems so right.
So, yes...I can do my laundry in my bathroom. This is quite a novelty for me. So, I have been doing laundry constantly. Every night I come home and just throw whatever clothes I can find in the washer...even they are clean. Why? Because I can.
And there is a pool on the roof. Although I don’t have the energy to go upstairs and take a picture. But it's nice.
During my first week here I walked by Matt Dillon and saw a car crash. Very Paul Haggis.
I also visited the famous La Brea tar pits. Very Jurassic Park.
Here is a shot of the tar pits with faux elephants:

And here is my attempt to Spielberg-arize the experience:

Also, I like to say Spielbergarize. Why has nobody used this word before!? (Or have they...)
Also, there was a raptor cage. Or something that I believed to be a raptor cage:

Also, me with tar:

I visited the nearby Los Angeles County Museum of Art:

I went and saw A Scanner Darkly at 8:30pm pacific daylight time at the famous Arclight Cinerama dome:

The premiere for You, Me and Dupree was going on. Movie premieres. Very L.A.
I thought people seeing a film in the famous Arclight cinema dome in Los Angeles were probably somehow connected to the film...or that it would be somewhat of a religious experience and that everyone would sit in silence through all the end credits. I was wrong.
Then I went to Disneyland.
And conquered my childhood fear of Space Mountain...

...my fear of descending ceilings with spikes...

...as well as my fear of clown fish...

I am saving my return to the dinos for a special day. Be prepared...
Oh yeah. But I am actually here to work. And that is basically all I am doing right now. I am in tech for a new Kander & Ebb/Rupert Holmes musical opening at the Ahmanson. Here is the outside of the Ahmanson. It is kind of like Lincoln Center in the middle of downtown Los Angeles. A beautiful place to go to work every day:

And the other side of the plaza...with fountain:

I love it.
I think our show is going very well...and we are all having an amazing time.
So, yeah. Right now I am kind of loving the Los Angeles life. Amazing weather, no NYC summer humidity, Disneyland and dinos! I have no complaints. I think I am more of a New Yorker...but who knows...maybe I could live here for awhile. But I guess I am still living and working on a New York Broadway-style musical...so maybe I am not that L.A. after all.
Oh! But speaking of which...here is a little glimpse behind the scenes of our show (shhh!). It’s quite an elaborate production. Huge cast, enormous sets. Proabably the biggest production I, personally, have ever been involved in. But I guess this is just how things are done here in Los Angeles, California. Pacific Daylight Time...
