Think about it. It’s L.A. Why are you driving? The cult of the car is so enormous here that it’s impossible to get around. The bus, on the other hand, is cheaper than gas and much cheaper than parking. So check out the bus lines in town and ride.
Another thing I love about the bus: I get to read. I love to read, and it’s tough to find time. But on the bus, there’s nothing else to do.
Reading:
Banker, by Dick Francis
The Ghost in the Little House, by William Holtz
Weather:
Hot. Where’s that break in the heat they were promising?