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I’ve been tossing and turning in bed for 43 minutes now — can’t sleep. I keep going over and over plans and schemes and reasonings for moving myself 2780+ miles to to Los Angeles. I’ve been talking about it for years now. Like Mary Schmich wrote (and Baz Luhrman later sang, er, spoke), “Live in…

Well, I suppose it could have been raining. That would have made my first day back in New York an official beat down. But it was clear and cool, about as beautiful as this city gets. And after putting in my 11 hours, I looked outside and said, “F This.” I walked home, double time,…

Touched down EWR 5 p.m., driver waiting. The air felt cooler than I expected, the sky more blue, the city more magnificent in the evening light. It actually felt good to get home. I unpacked, and immediately stepped out into Hell’s Kitchen, headphones blaring Ryan Adam’s “New York, New York.” Picked up “Hard Candy,” the…

36,000 feet, American Airlines #114, seat 19C (aisle) somewhere over, I dunno’, Texas or something. Listening to Aimee Mann. Blinking the dryness out of my contacts. Sedate. Pensive. Slightly anxious. Slightly bored. I left New York City exactly two weeks ago. By the time I get to Hell’s Kitchen I will have traveled some 12,000+…

Well, I’m back in the world, back in Santa Monica, one step closer to home. All things considered, I’d rather be here than there, though. I can still see the ocean from my room. Which, while not Poipu Beach, beats 56th Street. Anyway, Degus’ wedding day was a blast. An all-nighter, as it were. We…

We kept to our two adventures a day minimum yesterday, 4x4ing through the cane fields of the southwest corner of the island, hiking around Maha’ulepu Bay, and cliff diving and rope swinging at Kipu Falls. I laughed out loud at myself this morning as I limped across the patio due to my coral incident, and…