movies have been made about it. books have been devoted to it. songs, essays, badly-written fourth-grade state reports, well-written fourth-grade state reports, poems . . . hollywood, death valley, yosemite, salinas, the sierra nevadas. san francisco, los angeles, yreka, eureka, sacramento, palo alto, mckittrick, strawberry, temecula, marin, mono lake, mt. shasta. all day i've had the rufus wainwright lyrics on repeat in my head. and it makes me happy, makes me glad to live where i do and nowhere else.
I dont know this sea of neon
Thousand surfers, whiffs of freon
Aint it a shame
That all the world cant enjoy your mad traditions
Aint it a shame that all the world
Dont got keys to their own ignitions
Life is the longest death in california
California
Youre such a wonder that I think Ill stay in bed
So much to plunder that I think Ill sleep instead
Youre such a wonder that I think Ill stay in bed
So much to plunder that I think Ill sleep instead
'and God saw everything that he had made, and, behold, it was very good.' -gen.1:31
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Have you ever been to Eureka? It has to be one of the weirdest places ever.
Once, on a family vacation, we passed through Eureka on our way to Seattle. We stopped at a McDonalds for breakfast. There was a man sitting at a booth across from us, eating a greasy hash brown and drinking coffee. I watched as this man poured at least 15 bags of sugar into his coffee. (This probably was not his first cup of the morning, since at least 50 empty packets were already piled on the table).
After the man finished his sugar coffee and hash brown, he went outside to smoke a cigarette. Everybody in Eureka smokes cigarettes. Most probably smoke pot as well.
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