Lindsay Lohan is moving to Venice after three months in the desert.
Three months without drinking is a very long time. I've been searching to see what's her favorite alcoholic beverage so I can keep ingredients in stock just in case she stops by (she's welcome over anytime.) I see she likes Kombucha (yuck) and amaretto sours (double yuck). My research says she enjoys sweet liquor drinks, so I've invented this drink called 'The Lindsay' in honor of her move to Venice.
'The Lindsay'
1 1/2 oz. Stolichnaya vodka (available at Munis Liquor Jr. Market, corner Venice Blvd./Pacific)
1/2 oz. fresh-squeezed orange juice (preferably stolen off your neighbor's tree)
1/4 oz. Sonoma Syrup Co. Grenadine (available at the Lincoln/Rose Whole Foods)
Mix quickly with a few cubes of ice in a shaker, pour everything including ice into a small glass. I recommend repeating this drink three times to help forget about that Betty Ford lady.
Lana Clarkson who was murdered by Phil Spector was living in the Venice Canals at the time of her murder. I hope Phil Spector gets to spend the rest of his life in jail. Prayers for her friends and family.
Sculptor Robert Graham is gone from Venice. Here's some photos taken in August 2005 of his outdoor sculptures at UCLA's Rolfe Courtyard. Four of the works were damaged by a vandal and removed from the courtyard.
Election day in Venice at Pacific and Westminster.
There's a construction zone happening at the circle and the naked lady got tagged.
I wonder if these are the last days for the laundromat on Rose. Will the murals disappear when Whole Foods opens?
The Malibu fire was going strong on Sunday afternoon. The smoke could be seen from the graffiti pit. There were white smoke clouds with great puffs of black smoke. Sometimes it almost looked like the fog was rolling in from the mountains to the bay.
Tonight I found myself surrounded by Critical Mass bike riders. They ride through Venice on the first Friday of the month. I was in a car stopped at a red light at Ocean and Venice when they all appeared and surrounded us. There were maybe 50 bikes waiting for the light to change with us. Everyone was in a good mood, it was like having a moving street party on 100 wheels. Some of the guys in the group were towing a giant boom box on a little bike trailer loudly playing happy bike-riding music (My Sharona by The Knack). I didn't have my camera, so I rushed home to get it and went out searching for them to take their picture. Here they are on Main Street near Brooks. They rode up Sunset to 4th and then circled back down Rose towards Main on their way to the Santa Monica Pier.
Peter Tomarken's damaged plane is loaded onto a flatbed truck near Venice beach.
