Some times I don’t make the smartest decisions when it comes to my culinary explorations. There was that one time in Tokyo when I tried the chicken sashimi and repeatedly after a night at the bar I find myself drawn to the danger dog cart. Some of my hacker friends make something called Habeñero rum which is incredibly spicy and I’ve had it a few times, but it didn’t prepare me for the Special 2 Spice Level Orochon Ramen.
A few months ago, I grabbed one of those “closest you can get without a blue tag” spots in front of Whole Foods. When I got out of my car, one of the cart-collecting Whole Foods guys asked me how I liked my car, which is a VW Golf TDI. I told him I was very happy with it, and I especially loved averaging 380 miles between fill ups.
“Is it bio?” He said.
“No,” I said, “I didn’t even know you could get bio-diesel in Los Angeles.”
“You can,” he said, “but it’s just at this one place in downtown.”
“Oh,” I said, “Well, if I’m ever down there, I’ll check it out.”
I forgot about it until today, when I read that Bio-Beetle Eco Rental Cars has set up shop in town.
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Amoeba Records is celebrating Fat Tuesday tonight, and helping Katrina to boot, with an auction that’s going on right now. However, if you weren’t able to go, or didn’t donate through Amoeba, here’s some additional ways to help the people of New Orleans, through a few other organizations who are doing real good in the Big Easy.
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(Photo courtesy of EuroGamer.)
Remember the Ferrari Enzo that crashed last Monday? There’s an update to the story (via LA Observed):
The case of the Malibu Ferrari crash gets stranger. There may be a gun involved, the car may have been illegal, and the top of the Times story makes it sound like authorities now believe there really was a second person in the car when it crashed. But there’s no support for that claim in the rest of the story, just the skepticism from last week.
More after the jump.
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I was out of town for the big event, but I can always count on Flickr. It’s just like being there. BinaryLA even got a far better view than I ever would have. The resident Queen Mary got to meet her replacement, Queen Mary II, currently the largest cruise ship on the seas. (Those little specs in the photo are helicopters!) Here’s the event recap at the official site and the LA Times recap (with photos) and catch more Queen Mary pics on Flickr.
A couple rap related articles caught my eye in the last couple of days and I’ve been meaning to post them here. First of all, Busta Rhymes is hiding out in LA after the shooting of one of his body guards, it seems he is trying to avoid being served with a subpoena. The next bit of news is that Master P was busted for felony illegal possession of a firearm. He is in LA filming ‘Dancing with the Stars’ and was pulled over for not having a license plate on his vehicle.
You gotta hand it to whoever’s marketing that Tim Allen remake of The Shaggy Dog. A lot of work went into this — and don’t even try to tell me it’s “just a cloud.” This is Los Angeles, dammit! Everything’s a marketing tie-in. E v e r y t h i n g !
Jay Bumgardner, one of our Peanut Gallery regulars and overall far-too-productive guy, is giving a presentation tonight at USC about how to make a Karl Marx toy in Flash. How can you not want to make a Karl Marx toy in Flash? Actually, it’s about “Interactive Art & Toys in Flash,” so he may end up doing another example. But still, sounds like an interesting experience, and it’s free:
Interactive Art & Toys in Flash
Tuesday, Feb. 28
7:30-9:30 @ (USC Campus) SAL 127
At least one area of Silverlake is - North of Rowena and West of Hyperion there seems to be a few blocks with no power and maybe no phone. Things are fine where I am which is shocking as usually when we get more than a solid hour of rain we lose everything. Underground transformers to blame?
I feel the same way as this missed craigslist connection.
I was in love with you the moment I saw you. I remember vividly driving down PCH and seeing you out of the passenger window of the car, the way you looked at me, I knew that eventually we would somehow be together. Read on.
I remember my own fond post-work liasion with the above described. I had put my bikini on under my motorcycle gear and was commuting home from my Valley job on my motorcycle. The sun was setting, the air was moist and warm in my open face screen. I pulled over, pulled off the leathers and ran to splash and play in the orangepink light.
