Category Archives: Thoughts

I listen to classical music and read all the time – but there are moments when I start into this routine that my brain dips itself into the past.   And then to this soundtrack of swelling crescendo violins and pounding timpani, I remember for a moment lighter reading loads and hot summer days in the San Gabriel Valley. 

I really love how my tumblr looks right now.

That is all.

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As a double alumna from the University of Southern California, I have to say that the posts I read today on Lost Angeles and Sports in Stilettos about possibly adding black to the football uniforms seem – well – ridiculous. 

First off, why?  I think there’s plenty of reasons to change things for the sake of rebranding, particularly if the palette of your school colors are not as particularly awesome as my alma mater. But cardinal and gold are pretty awesome colors.  There’s something kind of glorious with seeing them on the field, bright and vibrant…and very Southern California…beating schools like the other school in town.   

Reacting to this piece – “USA! USA!” is the wrong response – in Salon.com. How about we take all that energy and put it to good American use?

1. Help out relief efforts in the South.  Osama’s passing did not stop tornados and floods.
2. Continue the dialogue of healing and working toward a better future.  Violence is a vicious cycle and let’s get out of it. 
3. Speaking of violence, aside from the things happening in the Middle East – there’s crazy stuff happening just south of our border in Mexico.  It is affecting our people, has affected our people, and we’re part of the problem. 

Saturday night.  Hollywood Boulevard crawls with tourists and locals.

Cameras flash at Madame Tussauds – faux celebrities are almost the real thing, right?

Pass by Grauman’s Chinese Theatre, compare your footprints with them – celebrities who walked on the air of fame past and present.  How do your hands compare against theirs?  How do your feet?  If they match, is your joy because you are almost like them or that you see that they are more like us – who exist on the fringe of red carpets and lit ceremony?