Sunday, July 26, 2015

Venice Beach: It's Not Baywatch


Venice Beach (Photo Credit: Dejay Patson's Shitty Phone)
Art.
Friend on Balance Beam
There's something about street performers and cheap merchandise vendors that captivate both tourists and California natives alike at Venice Beach. There, you can buy some faux jewelry, knock off sunglasses, and a tye-dyed shirt with a neon picture of Marilyn Monroe rolling a blunt (sorry it's not pictured...). There are some other cool things about Venice beach, like the art! There's so much art around the beach! I don't mean just what the vendors are selling; I mean street art like murals and graffiti work (the good kind of graffiti). There are also some cool places to get your fitness on and get that six-pack going. It seems well kept and well-used. It was kinda cool seeing teenagers actively engaged in physical activity - younger kids too! I'm beyond that kind of peer pressure or guilt, but good for the little rug rats.

As much as there is to explore in Venice Beach, there are some places that are off limits. On Venice Beach, there are no signs to tell you that, which gives young lifeguards the opportunity to play out that Baywatch fantasy (mine? idk.). He didn't run in slow motion though - and for that, I'm very disappointed.

You can't go here...apparently.
We were told to come back off the rocks, which I remember from a Baywatch episode where some stupid tourist fell and got pinned against the rocks by the waves. It's a very dangerous place to be, and no one should ever go there - so we thought we'd check it out (because we're all BAMF and shit).

Not all rock surfaces are smooth, and I should've warn shoes, because I felt like I was walking over hot coals in some tribal ritual to earn my manhood. It hurt like hell. A young adolescent fighting a terrible case of acne (or nasal herpes) informed me (in a very condescending/scoffing/annoyingrichkid way) "That's why you wear shoooeeesss...they protect your feet." Had he ended with 'duh,' I would've thrown him in. I'm not sure how he got so far from his house without his ankle bracelet going off, but with parents that don't love him, I'm sure his path in the world will end back at these rocks anyway (I call that joke "Suicide is okay if you're a shitty person.")




All jokes aside,

Dejay Patson

Monday, July 20, 2015

Welcome to Los Angeles


I've been wanting to make a trip to Los Angeles my whole life - well, at least since I was a child. At 2 years old, I probably wasn't thinking, "I should travel to other cities to experience diverse domestic cultures within the USA."

I flew in on Virgin America. Which, if you haven't flown Virgin, you have to try it just for the sake of how modern and edgy they are. I did a whole lot of "ooooh" and "ahhhh," but in hindsight, it was all kinda gimmicky. The instructions came in a video via musical ensemble from classical and electronic to pop and hip hop. I recorded some of it, but I don't wanna get hit with some copyright BS to appease my 2 readers (Sorry, Dad...). 

As soon as the plane touched down, I felt home (yes, in that very cheesy way). Los Angeles has everything I would ever need to do. Every opportunity is there creatively, comedically, academically, etc. Looking at jobs in the area, there's everything. To put that in perspective, if you want a job in Grand Rapids, MI, there are about 4 main employers that will pop up, and then a bunch of BS "marketing" companies. I love Grand Rapids, but for what I'm trying to do, work is sparse. It also lacks diversity. Los Angeles has so much diversity. I had never seen a homeless Asian man until LA. I was beginning to think they were immune to bankruptcy (not really, but wouldn't that be nice?). The areas of the city were diverse in culture too. Santa Monica and Venice Beach are neighbors, but they have different vibes. Hollywood, East LA, Downtown - they all have different vibes. So a change of scenery and vibes is easy to find. I came up with a list of four things I now know about LA for certain that I didn't necessarily comprehend well before the trip. I present to you, the list:

1.) Los Angeles is massive. 
People told me that, but I never really understood it. I consider Chicago a big city. Chicago is about 234 square miles. Los Angeles is more than double the size of Chicago, at 503 square miles. If you're on one side of LA and someone says, "Hey, I'm in LA too! We should meet up." There's a chance that they could be an hour away, and traffic doesn't help. Which leads me to #2.

2.) Traffic is as bad as people say it is.
One friend explained it as, "If you need to go anywhere between 4pm and 8pm, forget about it." And the mornings were a similar 4 hour block. And lunch time is shit. Basically, it's all shit. Not to mention California is home to one of the oldest highways in the nation's history. Why does this matter? Many highway exits are made for cars that top out at 40Mph. There is not always a long strip of road where you can safely slowdown from 75 (more realistically 90) Mph. You can blink and mix your exit, essentially. So when people have to take those exits up ahead of you, it becomes a huge inconvenience to everyone behind them. LA's public transit system exists, but is nothing stellar. It's a bus line. (And the drivers don't like to be bothered with stupid questions either, like "Is that blood?")

3.) Pollution is worse than people say it is.
I never knew what smog was until I got to LA. I heard the word, but couldn't distinguish between heavy fog and smog. I've been to major cities and saw a bit of dirty haze, but what I witnessed in LA was could only be defined by that ugly four letter word: SMOG. The streets are as dirty as most other big cities, with the addition of shopping carts no where near the store they came from. Because the city is so stretched out, there is a lot of trash just along the streets that goes on for miles. In West LA, parking was a bit of a pain because you had to move for street sweepers. I don't know that street sweepers exist in other parts of LA. If so, the population is out of control and the sweepers can't keep up with the Jack In A Box wrappers.

4.) No one warns you about the homelessness.
No one prepares you, nor could they! Homelessness in most other parts of the country is defined by people that are without homes. Homelessness in LA is the reason people walk along the edge of the sidewalk in fear of being stabbed. Mental illness and addiction was prevalent. With the glaring looks of one chattering teeth hobo here and the scream at the sky but laugh maniacally at the ground hobo there, LA proved itself to be a mecca for anyone with a tent and horrible decisions for tattoo placement (Sorry forehead tattoo hobo. Nothing personal.).

Hey! Look! It's Chris Pratt! Everybody lose your minds!
There was also something kinda liberating about having no previous ties to the city. There's that feeling in the neighborhood you grow up in like, "There's that fire hydrant we used to play around as a kid" or "There's where that wooden bridge used to be, before we accidentally burned it down." (that's a true story, but now is not the time for tangents.) The point is, I didn't have those anchors and I felt completely free of all obligations. I could just do stuff. I was there for over a month and did everything from acting and comedy to attending underground social functions and exploring all over the city. I also stumbled upon a few movie shoots during my jogs, and the premiere for Jurassic World - I thought it sucked (The movie, I mean. Premiere was cool.).

I've been to 46 of the 50 states (as in been there for a couple days at least), and Los Angeles is the greatest city I've ever been to overall (Do I really need to say in my opinion for people to know that?). I'll share more about specific adventures in later posts for the sake of brevity. I can't believe you read this whole thing...thanks?

All jokes aside,
Dejay Patson
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