We had a good LA night. Dinner at a vegan Indian restaurant called Parus, which really was excellent, and then karaoke at Smog Cutter. Jose had mentioned in the invitation that most of the clientele there were ex-Vietnam vets and ex-whores. It was an amazingly accurate description.
They introduced me afterward to a great eatery, Fred 62's on Vermont. The menu is attractive, the food tasty and filling, the ambience novel more than it is kitsch. We also went to Gabbah, a ghetto but true hip hop hangout. There were a couple of groovy-cool lounge rooms, one of which had a nice breeze blowing through and very plush couches, and the dance floor was completely pitch dark. It has been at least 4 years since I went to a bona fide hip hop joint -- I didn't realized how commercialized I had become. More Tribe, less Nelly. This stuff wasn't underground though, so I was able to enjoy it.
Ramon has a PowerBook G4 and it's absolutely fantastic. I'm in love with it. I never thought I'd be this pleased about a Mac product, even though I could never deny its sleekness. But the way everything sounds and runs on this bad boy is killing me, the self-proclaimed Sony Style girl.
I'm really torn right now.
Jose's 24 now and I hope he had a good birthday. I'm glad that he fused his worlds last night. I had a good chat in Spanish with Ariel, who gave me dos besos on each cachete antes que salio'.
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