Man all we did is drive today on the freeway for what seemed like forever. We drove to the fashion district in LA to the Mart for the Fabric show. Bumper to bumper. The woman who was driving has a Mr Magoo thing going on and I was scared shit less. How do these people do it?Give me a subway car with a homeless guy pissing in the corner and an insane beggar shouting in your face any day of the week.
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Well it looks like one of my predictions came true - The traffic one anyways. I must admit that I was blindsided by the Farmer Boys thing though. They are usually found a little further inland. If you are really jonesing for a Big Boy burger, there is one in Victorville, on the way to Vegas.
Bukowski wrote some great driving the thruway poems. Couldn't find one I liked.
Here's one I like.
the trash men
here they come
these guys
grey truck
radio playing
they are in a hurry
it's quite exciting:
shirt open
bellies hanging out
they run out the trash bins
roll them out to the fork lift
and then the truck grinds it upward
with far too much sound...
they had to fill out application forms
to get these jobs
they are paying for homes and
drive late model cars
they get drunk on Saturday night
now in the Los Angeles sunshine
they run back and forth with their trash bins
all that trash goes somewhere
and they shout to each other
then they are all up in the truck
driving west toward the sea
none of them know
that I am alive
REX DISPOSAL CO.
Ah yes, the LA car culture. Do they have a subway in LA? Do they even have buses? I'm with you pal. Give me the el or subway anytime.
"...then they are all up in the truck
driving west toward the sea"
Just following orders, I suppose.
We do have a subway, yes.
You might not want to be on it when the Big One hits.
Well, I have to admit, I was wondering why you were staying in HB if you were going to visit the Fashion District.
Hey, if you do come up this way and want to avoid the fast food, let me know. I can help.
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