Got this gem in my comments today. Thought I’d repost. Do you think this person even read my blog? Or even the manifesto she mentioned? Can you trust someone who admits to growing up in Venice? Is this the most question marks ever used on a Friday?
Anyway, I am not insecure. Let’s put it front and center on this sexy, sexy Friday. Afterwards, keg stands, baseball and other fratty activities. Did I mention my fiancee is a blonde girl that went to college in San Diego? She’s also bilingual, but that’s beside the point.
I only found your blog because of a typo on Google, not because you’re famous.
I’m a Venice native, born and raised (westside), a current resident of Highland Park (eastside), and from a three-generation Trojan family. I went to school in New York and Berlin, but somehow returned here of all places… as an Angelena who DID get lost and found herself again in LA, let me say thanks a LOT for reinforcing every last boring, shallow cliche about my city. Your “manifesto” is just a list of examples of why the other world cities don’t consider us one, too. Is “bottle service” really the #1 thing you have to say about L.A.? Or even about having FUN in LA?
You have a GREAT blog name, so I will admit I had pretty high expectations…but way to use it in the service of promoting your vapid, snickering, self-satisfied frat-boy crap. I’m so tired of you people. THINK HARDER ABOUT YOUR TOWN, or get lost, for real this time. Catch the “free” subway to Boston, where you belong.
No sabes madre.
I like saying “a typo ON Google” like it was Plymouth Rock or something. Did she make a typo entering information INTO Google? I’m confused. At least she understood the concept of vapid, snickering, self-satisfied frat-boy crap and I am very sorry she had no fun in the Greek system at where she went to school. My two years in it were fun, the two years afterw ards were also good. Either way, I am very self-satisfied and I’ll accept vapid. Only because it rhymes with rapid, which is an awesome ass word.
What I will not excuse is the insinuation I like bottle service. This blog is anti-bottle service. Check me out. I have often focused on the things about LA that are cliche because this blog is not some self-discovery outreach program. It’s about me, whiskey, baseball and lately The Bachelorette. It’s about how I live in a world with people that represent the worst this city has to offer and I am here to throw a wrench in those gears. My goal is not to hide from it and throw rocks at it.
Always best to get your hands dirty. And thanks for taking the time to read and comment. It’s support from readers like you that keep my whiskey shelf stocked. Kiiiissssseeeessss.