Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Driving in my car, wait it ain't my fuckin car.

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.

6 comments:

  1. 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.

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  2. 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.

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  3. 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.

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  4. "...then they are all up in the truck
    driving west toward the sea"

    Just following orders, I suppose.

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  5. 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.

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  6. 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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