I made the arduous seven-block trek down to the beach on Sunday.
The water was warm. It hasn’t been warm in any of the other months since I’ve lived here. I blame global warming. Or maybe all the radioactive waste.
Everyone was over in Venice at the Abbott Kinney Festival, so we had the beach to ourselves. Oh, us and that couple that brought THEIR CAT to see THE OCEAN.
Wage is allergic to brine.