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Well,
the weather in New York was really getting me down. Cold, windy, snow,
ice, etc. So when my Uncle called and invited me to come out and visit
him in Santa Monica, how could I say no?
Here's
my Uncle Charlie after picking me up at the airport.
Man,
Spat Man.
So nice
to not be freezing!!
Can
you believe it took my Uncle three tries to get the car to fit inside
the lines?
For
those who are not hip to Californian news, there's a strike going on
at the supermarkets, so there are protestors out all day harassing people
trying to buy groceries. How freaky is that??
Sometimes
on vacations I get bored and chase Windmills. What? You don't?
Meditation
shrine. This is where I come to touch myself. I mean, get in touch with
myself. I mean my inner self. I quit.
Gandhi's
ashes. Rumor has it that he fought like hell to get out of that oven.
Non-violent resistance my eye!!
Palm
trees, you gotta love it.
How
sad is it that my Uncle is a cat person?
This
is the most awesome store in Santa Monica. Puzzle Zoo! This is their
Lord of the Rings window display.
And
also in the window, Batman and Catwoman!
The
next day we were off to Venice Beach!
Uncle
Charlie looking buff.
The
ocean! Gotta love the lack of snow and ice!
Sand
Dragon! Scourge of the beach adventurers!
In joke.
Didja get it?
Here's
the orange tree in my Uncle's backyard. And they're yummie.
Gold's
Gym! What a cool place. But damn, those weights are heavy! I almost
broke a sweat!
Cruising!!
For
dinner that night, my Uncle decided to make my favorite Turkish dish,
Köfte.
Oddly
enough, even though he's using my Grandmother's recipe, it's strangely
similar to my Spat Burgers!
And
the finished product grilling up.
Of course,
if you're short on chop meat, you can also use cat. It's what's for
dinner!
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