The OC Walkabout 2003
Following the Allen Theater show, I met up with local friend, Fredie, and I headed off back to his home in Costa Mesa, whilst the others headed off to Culver City for the night.
We stopped off for an In 'n' Out Burger on the way, which makes the plasticine shit that McDonalds serve, taste like, well, plasticine crap, actually. Then it was back to his shack for a beer and a natter. Apologies for dozing off on you Fredie, I was worn out.
We stopped off for an In 'n' Out Burger on the way, which makes the plasticine shit that McDonalds serve, taste like, well, plasticine crap, actually. Then it was back to his shack for a beer and a natter. Apologies for dozing off on you Fredie, I was worn out.
Fredie
I wouldn't even begin to know where to start describing Fredie. He's an American. There, that about says it all. Yeah, he's opinionated, loud, knows he's right and isn't afraid to let you know it. Or is that me? Well, apart from the American bit, yeah, that pretty much describes me too.
What I know is that I've been emailing Fredie for the last couple of years and, without knowing more about me than that, he invited me into his home, shared his beer with me and drove me around to see some sights. In my book, he's OK. I'll forgive him for being American.
One thing I was grateful to Fredie for was the chance to shower. I hadn't had a shower since Reno and I was feeling a little gamey. Apologies to Fredie and family for my shower gel giving his daughter a bad rash. It was German shower gel, so it should have been compatible...
Fredie and his family; his little girl was scared of me... Actually, I have scared grown men before now - spineless, creepy, inadequate, little men with no penis and all the charisma of a dead fish - you know who you are! I've even got a signed affidavit, somewhere, from one of them attesting to my scariness. Whining maggot...
Fredie was kind enough to give me a picture of The Golden Gate Bridge, seeing as how it had been too foggy for me to get one of my own... just you wait until I'm a famous author, living in Marin County! And as for the photo of him with David Hasselhoff, I suppose it must have seemed like a good idea at the time. I hoped that by putting it on my website, it would shame Fredie, but he's American; he has no shame!
What I know is that I've been emailing Fredie for the last couple of years and, without knowing more about me than that, he invited me into his home, shared his beer with me and drove me around to see some sights. In my book, he's OK. I'll forgive him for being American.
One thing I was grateful to Fredie for was the chance to shower. I hadn't had a shower since Reno and I was feeling a little gamey. Apologies to Fredie and family for my shower gel giving his daughter a bad rash. It was German shower gel, so it should have been compatible...
Fredie and his family; his little girl was scared of me... Actually, I have scared grown men before now - spineless, creepy, inadequate, little men with no penis and all the charisma of a dead fish - you know who you are! I've even got a signed affidavit, somewhere, from one of them attesting to my scariness. Whining maggot...
Fredie was kind enough to give me a picture of The Golden Gate Bridge, seeing as how it had been too foggy for me to get one of my own... just you wait until I'm a famous author, living in Marin County! And as for the photo of him with David Hasselhoff, I suppose it must have seemed like a good idea at the time. I hoped that by putting it on my website, it would shame Fredie, but he's American; he has no shame!
One thing I was grateful to Fredie for was the chance to shower. I hadn't had a shower since Reno and I was feeling a little gamey.Apologies to Fredie and family for my shower gel giving his daughter a bad rash. It was German shower gel, so it should have been compatible...
Fredie and his family; his little girl was scared of me... Actually, I have scared grown men before now - spineless, creepy, inadequate, little men with no penis and all the charisma of a dead fish - you know who you are! I've even got a signed affidavit, somewhere, from one of them attesting to my scariness. Whining maggot...
Fredie was kind enough to give me a picture of The Golden Gate Bridge, seeing as how it had been too foggy for me to get one of my own... just you wait until I'm a famous author, living in Marin County! And as for the photo of him with David Hasselhoff, I suppose it must have seemed like a good idea at the time. I hoped that by putting it on my website, it would shame Fredie, but he's American; he has no shame!
Fredie and his family; his little girl was scared of me... Actually, I have scared grown men before now - spineless, creepy, inadequate, little men with no penis and all the charisma of a dead fish - you know who you are! I've even got a signed affidavit, somewhere, from one of them attesting to my scariness. Whining maggot...
Fredie was kind enough to give me a picture of The Golden Gate Bridge, seeing as how it had been too foggy for me to get one of my own... just you wait until I'm a famous author, living in Marin County! And as for the photo of him with David Hasselhoff, I suppose it must have seemed like a good idea at the time. I hoped that by putting it on my website, it would shame Fredie, but he's American; he has no shame!
Soylent Green
Now, according to The Fredster, this Con Ed power plant at Huntington Beach is where they filmed the factory scenes for Soylent Green. It could well be, I've never really taken that much notice of the actual building. I'll have to watch it next time it's on TCM, which won't be too much of a stretch for me, I do rather enjoy Handgun Harry's post-apocalypse period films.
Driving around Costa Mesa and Huntington Beach really did bring it home to me that this is Paradise.
I mean, look at these pictures... clean, wide roads that don't destroy your suspension; sun every day; this is the Garden of Eden.
Driving around Costa Mesa and Huntington Beach really did bring it home to me that this is Paradise.
I mean, look at these pictures... clean, wide roads that don't destroy your suspension; sun every day; this is the Garden of Eden.
Perq's
This is where Walter Trout hangs out when he is home... he is from Huntington Beach and this is his local bar.
Huntington Beach
I mean, we just drove around in Fredie's PT Cruiser, playing loud rock music and shooting the shit with other people doing exactly the same thing... I can only imagine what it must be like for teenagers doing this.
There was a surf contest on at the beach and the streets were packed with nubile young strumpets, sashaying around, attired in little more than a couple of pieces of string and a bubble gum wrapper. I didn't know where to look. This sort of thing is definitely good for a man of my age!
And you'll never guess what the cheeky young minx hanging out of the car offered to do...
There was a surf contest on at the beach and the streets were packed with nubile young strumpets, sashaying around, attired in little more than a couple of pieces of string and a bubble gum wrapper. I didn't know where to look. This sort of thing is definitely good for a man of my age!
And you'll never guess what the cheeky young minx hanging out of the car offered to do...
Newport Beach
This is where the surf culture got started; Newport Beach. Words are inadequate so let the pictures do the talking, I say
Anybody who is anybody has a place around here.
Photos: Left - Sunset at Newport Beach, Below - Corona Del Mar seen from The Wedge, Bottom - The Wedge, Newport Beach
Anybody who is anybody has a place around here.
Photos: Left - Sunset at Newport Beach, Below - Corona Del Mar seen from The Wedge, Bottom - The Wedge, Newport Beach
Newport Beach
The Wedge