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I'm Carrie.
I am the one and only.
I blog for LAist.
I live in Los Angeles.
I like eating, filmmaking, writing, and people.
cmeathrell at gmail if you want to play some online Scrabble or nerd out in some other way.
USC’s Neon Tommy recently interviewed City Councilman Tom LaBonge and City Council President Eric Garcetti. Both are good reads. LaBonge, for example, shares his thoughts on fixed-gear bikes, and Garcetti explains what a good diner means to him.
My favorite part, though, is the discussion of who represents more hipsters. LaBonge’s Council District 4 covers swaths of Los Feliz, Hollywood, Wilshire Center and the Miracle Mile, while Garcetti represents CD13, which includes Echo Park, Silver Lake and Atwater Village. The consensus is that Garcetti is the winner; he calls CD13 “hipster central.” LaBonge also says, “Eric is more of a hipster than I am. Though I could talk you up if you wanted me to.”
I have a crush on Garcetti. Mostly because his name is almost like Carcetti’s from “The Wire”.
Live from the top of Mt. Wilson! You can see snow in the mountains from North Hollywood today. It’s about 52 degrees here but sunny as heck and get-outta-town beautiful right now.
Winter! Finally! Actually, I hope it goes away fairly quickly, but before that, it’s time for the small window of cold-weather eating that Angelenos can indulge in. Taylor’s is one of my favorites for that…good steaks, not offensively expensive, leather booths, dark lighting, strong drinks. It’s very retro. The kind of place that calls a bowl of blue cheese dressing a salad. My full review is at the link.
Where’s your favorite foul-weather restaurant?
I loooooove Taylor’s! Although I’m craving some pho today.
I like both of you, but have you met the Oscars? There’s no way The Hangover or Star Trek will be nominated for Best Picture.
Star Trek has the better chance.
But still no.
The Lord Of The Rings: The Return Of The King won Best Picture, Best Director and just about everything else in 2004, so we have hope.
If The Hangover won best picture, I’d never watch the Oscars again.
I didn’t see The Hangover, so I’m calling it now: Star Trek wins Best Picture.
Neither will win. But I think Star Trerk/ Hangover will be nominated because the academy is trying to embrace popular middle-brow movies.
Can we please not disparage “Return of the King”? I mean. I MEAN. Peter Jackson listens to his wimmen. But also, I don’t think Star Trek/Hangover will be nominated for SHIT. I’m actually going to put some money on “District 9” right now. Because Peter Jackson listens to his wimmen.
BUT REALLY what are the Oscar movies this year???? I can’t think of a single one.
You may recall me blogging about Black Francis (The Pixies) hosting a 2-night fundraiser for Baby Winston Bertrand at The Echo a few weeks ago, and I wanted to remind you all to buy tickets. Winston’s mother contacted me directly, which was incredibly touching, to let me know that Jack Black and Kyle Gass of Tenacious D and the band Okay Go have also signed on! Join us all TOMORROW NIGHT (Tuesday) 12/8 (music night) and Wednesday 12/9 (comedy night). Buy tickets for either day or get a two day pass on Ticketweb: http://tinyurl.com/ya3d4od.
See, blogs can save lives :)
TUES 12/8- Night One— MUSIC Night (Black Francis, Tenacious D, Flea, Weird Al, The 88s, OkayGo, members of The Pixies, She Wants Revenge and Love and Rockets) http://www.attheecho.com/?m=20091208&cat=2
The 37-course menu Grant Achatz prepared for Paul Liebrandt, chef/owner of Corton, when he dined at Alinea yesterday evening. Two other tables were served the menu “since we had all the mise en place at hand,” Achatz said. Lucky bastards.
“I work all day, and get half-drunk at night. Waking at four to soundless dark, I stare. In time the curtain-edges will grow light. Till then I see what’s really always there: Unresting death, a whole day nearer now, Making all thought impossible but how And where and when I shall myself die. Arid interrogation: yet the dread Of dying, and being dead”
The Awl’s Listicle without Commentary: Philip Larkin.
I “used to date a guy” who would read Larkin to me in bed. After we broke up, I’d scour the Collected Works, photocopy particularly cutting verses and put them in his mailbox.
Man, grad school made me a crazy betch! Although this guy was an epic asshole and deserved every bit of poetic ammunition I threw at him (including that one quarter in Stephen Yenser’s poetry workshop when I read hate poems about him aloud to our entire class! yay!).
But yeah, point is, I still love Larkin, this makes me happy.
“Life is an immobile, locked, Three-handed struggle between Your wants, the world’s for you, and (worse) The unbeatable slow machine That brings what you’ll get.”
