So I am walking to work today...talking on the phone to a friend of mine. I see this guy walking toward me, he is talking to someone on the phone as well, and I am positive that I know him. So I am thinking to myself: "Where do I know this guy from??? Think Luda, think!" While I can't remember who he is or how I know him he comes closer and closer toward me. Finally we reach each other and I scream: "OMG! How ARE you???!" He responds with the same enthusiasm: "OMG!!!! How are YOU??!!!" Then it comes to me: "I don't really know you, do I?" He says (laughing): "No". "You are...OMG! You are...OMG!!!".....then we are both hysterically laughing and I say: "I love your show!". He says: "Thanks!". And we walk away laughing our a***s off.
To explain...when I first moved to LA, I sat on my a*s, with no job and no friends, spending half of my days watching my favorite show "How I met your mother". And I guess I watched it so much that the characters became real to me (saddddd, LOL). The guy I ran on the street to was Josh Radnor, the actor who plays the main character on the show, Ted Mosby!
I am still laughing :-)))
XOXO,
Your (truly) crazy girlfriend
Friday, March 18, 2011
Great weather, amazing Mexican food...
I would like to think of myself as a positive person. I always try to find something good in any situation. But there is nothing positive about LA driving!
I have driven in a few places around US as well as some places outside of this country. I have never seen worse driving skills and worse road rules than in Los Angeles, California. Really. I think in the short time of me being here I have developed a road rage. If you are going some place for the first time (in other words you are not sure how to get there), GPS won't help you, mapquest (most definitely!) won't help you, people (for sure) won't help you...in other words - you are on your own.
Making a left turn is a nightmare (learn how not to). Parking is a joke! Most parking spots are marked "compact", meanwhile very few people actually drive compact cars here. Parking in the right driving lane is legal (for the most part, except for a few hours a day, like rush hour and such). Imagine you are flying through the streets in the right lane, and BAM there is a car parked right in your way...legally!!! Taxi drivers drive worse than the rest of them. Sometimes I pass them just to make sure they don't have an oxygen tank attached to their face there (so I don't feel bad cussing them out and giving them the finger). I could go on and on about this but I think you get the picture.
But after all, the weather and the MEXICAN FOOD are to DIE FOR!!!!
Come visit! I'll drive you around ;-)))
XO,
Your crazy girlfriend
I have driven in a few places around US as well as some places outside of this country. I have never seen worse driving skills and worse road rules than in Los Angeles, California. Really. I think in the short time of me being here I have developed a road rage. If you are going some place for the first time (in other words you are not sure how to get there), GPS won't help you, mapquest (most definitely!) won't help you, people (for sure) won't help you...in other words - you are on your own.
Making a left turn is a nightmare (learn how not to). Parking is a joke! Most parking spots are marked "compact", meanwhile very few people actually drive compact cars here. Parking in the right driving lane is legal (for the most part, except for a few hours a day, like rush hour and such). Imagine you are flying through the streets in the right lane, and BAM there is a car parked right in your way...legally!!! Taxi drivers drive worse than the rest of them. Sometimes I pass them just to make sure they don't have an oxygen tank attached to their face there (so I don't feel bad cussing them out and giving them the finger). I could go on and on about this but I think you get the picture.
But after all, the weather and the MEXICAN FOOD are to DIE FOR!!!!
Come visit! I'll drive you around ;-)))
XO,
Your crazy girlfriend
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Hollywood....whatever gig you got - do it with all of your heart...but make sure you got the directions right first
As a bagpiper, I play many gigs. Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play at a graveside service for a homeless man. Although I just recently moved to California to pursue my music career, had no job, and was in great need of money...this man had no family or friends, so I agreed to do it for free.
Fighting through California traffic, getting lost a few times, stopping to ask for directions (does anyone speak any English??)...I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight. There were only the diggers and crew
left and they were eating lunch.
I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. I went to the side of the grave and looked down, the vault lid was already in place. I didn't know what else to do, so I started to play.
The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. I played like I've never played before for this homeless man.
And as I played 'Amazing Grace,' the workers began to weep. They wept, I wept, we all wept together. When I finished I packed up my bagpipes and started for my car. Though my head hung low, my heart was full.
As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, "I never seen nothin' like that before and I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years."
I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. I went to the side of the grave and looked down, the vault lid was already in place. I didn't know what else to do, so I started to play.
The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. I played like I've never played before for this homeless man.
And as I played 'Amazing Grace,' the workers began to weep. They wept, I wept, we all wept together. When I finished I packed up my bagpipes and started for my car. Though my head hung low, my heart was full.
As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, "I never seen nothin' like that before and I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years."
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
LA Subway (they call it "Metro")
Today I had the experience of riding LA Metro. Very interesting experience. First I was almost shocked at how nice it was. The station was clean, light, smelled good, there were no rats and it looked almost like a museum compared to NY subway stations. So I get myself a ticket ($1.50, btw) and proceed to a turnstile. After trying to figure out where to insert it for a minute, I asked people for help. I said: "excuse me, sir, how do I get through?". He looked at me like I had ten heads and replied: "just walk". I didn't think he understood me so I said: "I can't figure out where to insert the ticket?". "Put it in your purse and walk!!!", he responded. I walked through...it was like a miracle! And then it hit me: I DIDN'T HAVE TO PAY!!!???? (actually I said out loud)...and the kid said: "where are YOU from??" I said: "New York". "That explains it", he replied.... Apparently, they have what they call "Honor System", where transit authorities trust that you will pay to ride the train (and if you don't, and get caught by an undercover cop, you get fined $250).
Now, honestly, how many New Yorkers do you know that will "honor" the "honor system"?? Really?? Can you imagine what would happen to NYC if that system was ever introduced??
New Yorkers would be the happiest and NY cops would be the busiest!
Love ya
...till next time,
Your Crazy Girlfriend
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Starbucks...
So I order a cup of decaf coffee and the kid behind the register says: "for just 80 cents more would you like to add a shot of espresso to your coffee to make it stronger?" Uuuhh, DECAF PLEASE!!!!
Friday, February 11, 2011
Geeez....another blogger! Who cares!!!!
I know, really, who cares. Everyone and their mother are blogging nowadays. Blogging about all kinds of useful (and mostly not so useful) stuffs. But I have a legitimate reason to blog, really. I AM BORED!
I recently moved to LA from NYC, and now sitting here jobless and friendless. My man works all day and I, well, I am trying to keep myself busy. Sure yoga is fun, shopping is fun, cooking, cleaning, laundry are fun (not), sure I could go make friends or perhaps get a j-o-b (really)...but why not do all that and share all of my experiences with you at the same time? That sounds like a great idea to me!
Anyway, the name of this blog is The Crazy Girlfriend. You probably think it's because I am about to talk about myself here (and those who know me well will say that I do march to a different tune) but, I am not about to make this about me. This is about YOU. All of you, girlfriends! Because whether you are shy, loud, confident, opinionated, skinny, not so skinny, funny, serious, laid back, stuck up, tall, short....you are crazy in your own special way! We all are! And that's what makes us so unique and simply AWESOME!
Please note that by "crazy" here I mean awesome, cool, different - NOT one that will key her boyfriend's car if she finds him cheating (but let's not discriminate either)!
Men (with a good sense of humor) are welcome to read this blog too ;-)
XOXO,
Your Crazy Girlfriend
I recently moved to LA from NYC, and now sitting here jobless and friendless. My man works all day and I, well, I am trying to keep myself busy. Sure yoga is fun, shopping is fun, cooking, cleaning, laundry are fun (not), sure I could go make friends or perhaps get a j-o-b (really)...but why not do all that and share all of my experiences with you at the same time? That sounds like a great idea to me!
Anyway, the name of this blog is The Crazy Girlfriend. You probably think it's because I am about to talk about myself here (and those who know me well will say that I do march to a different tune) but, I am not about to make this about me. This is about YOU. All of you, girlfriends! Because whether you are shy, loud, confident, opinionated, skinny, not so skinny, funny, serious, laid back, stuck up, tall, short....you are crazy in your own special way! We all are! And that's what makes us so unique and simply AWESOME!
Please note that by "crazy" here I mean awesome, cool, different - NOT one that will key her boyfriend's car if she finds him cheating (but let's not discriminate either)!
So what are we going to talk about here? Everything and anything we want! Food, sex, love, diet, exercise, fashion, men, children, travel, pets, shoes (I guess that falls into the "fashion" category but I like to make them a separate topic), things we love, things we hate...we'll share secrets, swap recipes, give each other tips on how to get that stain off your favorite dress, recommend a favorite book, a restaurant, a movie, gossip about your mother in-law....you name it and we'll talk about it!
Men (with a good sense of humor) are welcome to read this blog too ;-)
XOXO,
Your Crazy Girlfriend
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