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Monday, August 02, 2004

TRAINING DAY

we decided to take the train from HOLLYWOOD to LONG BEACH, rather than get caught in hella bad traffic driving my car. it was a very natural decision to make, after spending everyday for the past month submerged in the NEW YORK CITY subway system. the only real drawback is that the L.A. subway system barely goes anywhere that you’d wanna get to, plus you’d still need a ride once you got there. they also don’t have a “metro card” that allows you to transfer from trains to buses without paying a separate fee. in fact, you pay the train fare via an honor system that doesn’t verify whether you’ve paid or not. so basically, only a fourth of the passengers pay the fare.

all and all, i have to say i enjoyed the trip, which took us through SOUTH CENTRAL, COMPTON and WATTS. i feel like i now have an even better understanding of the geography of L.A. we went to LONG BEACH for a costume fitting, and it took us under an hour to get there and just over an hour to get back. i’ve always loved the romance and mystery of trains. in 1988, i caught a train from L.A. to SAN FRANCISCO, and it was the most glorious trip you could imagine. the journey barreled through the rolling hills of NORTHERN CALIFORNIA and kissed the shoreline of the PACIFIC OCEAN. i was in heaven, pretending i was a character in some AGATHA CHRISTIE novel. i’d love to do a cross-country trip sometime.

BRANDY SNIFFER

i can’t stop listening to BRANDY”S new album AFRODISIAC. on the train, on the plane, in the car...non-stop! the content of the album has taken on deeper meaning with the events that have unfolded in the past 2 weeks. BRANDY’S baby daddy revealed that they were never married, countering BRANDY’S claim that they had divorced. then, late last week, BRANDY emerged from shame with the announcement that she is engaged to a man worth 75 million and that she has the dope-ass rock to prove it...something like 50 carats...POW!

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