If you live in LA driving takes one third of your lifetime with the other 2/3 devoted to sleep and work. There are definitely much more drivers than pedestrians on the streets. When people stop at traffic lights they turn their heads to make eye-contact with other drivers. Sometimes they smile to each other expressing mutual compassion. Sometimes you see an old acquaintance driving in a parallel lane.You wave and signal to him, but he is already carried away by the rapid stream of steel.
You get so used to driving and it is so hard to find parking that it's a pain to get out of the car to go to the store to buy what you need. You wish a supermarket, DMV, Internet cafe, Library, Laundromat, Cellphone store had a drive-through. And one day they probably will.

If you live in LA there is no lack of adrenalin in your blood. 120 km/hr down the freeway is way better than any roller coaster. Only when you go to bed, close your eyes and try to remember your day, you see the road rotating under your feet and imagine yourself a squirrel running the wheel.

Saturday went out rainbow-hunting in Hollywood. The game was hiding right behind the skeleton of a future skyscraper at the intersection of Vine and Sunset.