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Sunday, January 26

A night-pigeon, bwipping around last night, caught my attention.

I fed this cute and curious bird some niblets of a tasty fried grilled cheese sandwich. Watch the fascinating movements around, as the pigeon postures and gestures at standard food-seeking behavior. He was a curious and friendly one, and he stuck around for a good while, until I left for the bus. Pigeons are rarely seen out at night.

Friday, January 24

Top cute romantic (and 🐣 ‘cheep!’ iPigeon Valentine’s Day outings.

For those who are date-able for this Valentine’s Day’s wringing-out of the wheat from the chaff, we look upon notions of romance and ‘what-if?’ from the outside. It’s seething content. It ought be addressed.

A cutesy heartsy-bwippsies Valentine’s Day ‘Becture,’ if I might say so.

Being that I cover lifestyle and tech in this blog, I figure I’d carve my place out, as a stated romantic, in that such notions just [fwiff] get passed along to me, since I travail some of the cool pedestrian locales, see some talk-worthy spots, get some good golden hour (or less-than) photos of such some spots that I feel like we’re great moments, back when I travailed these spots and found them worthy of flopping down, perhaps, and enjoying the scenery and locale, rather than that I continued on, the unending-athleisure-trek for resources and food, as a [real] bum of the Los Angeles [CA, USA] and surrounding areas.

Here’s one spot that I

. . . okay.

The concept...

would be that this is some sort of romantic walk, through some pedestrian districts, and I’ll update this blog, leading up to the big ol’ Valentine’s Day 2020, just in case - people who read this are [some of them] concurrently [/< _ < \] (despite...) yet, also, why not? [for reals] - date-able and matched lovebirds (or something like that). My thing is that I’m hopelessly literate and publishing blogs, and women might [somewhat] find me attractive, but then I’d be such a topic of contention, imaginably, to some notion of people who do contentious topic life.

Like this ⬆️ staircase, somewhat by the border of where Sunset Boulevard of Echo Park becomes Silverlake. It’s across from the Micheltorena Street School, (I believe), and I haven’t been up the stairs, to venture and see where it goes to, although it’s obviously a beautifully romantic spot, nice and private, and it’s a perfect segway into adventure, on a date.

Note that I only advocate heterosexual dating, under the strictest of terms. I’m a bit more mature, in some ‘growing up’ aspects, as I’d consider things, but I also have to contend with un-wieldly bold new engagement guys who think that they have to check me out, something like they’re bold and new, some sort of profession, non-official, no-regalia, they like my outfit, [kinda thing].

anyways, 💁

I’ll work that out at some point...

But then, you go somewhere romantic, like Sunset Nursery.

This is a perfect spot to show a date your romantic side, like you’re developing a memento token item of your affection, fondness, and sustainability, as a date-worthy person.

Continuing onwards, and presuming you started the date in the late morning, or early afternoon-ish (otherwise, it won’t work. This plan), continue up Sunset Blvd. You’ll pass by the Scientology Media Productions Center, where you can display your worldliness to your date, and suggest a future outing to the Scientology Center, for a dual personality reading, or something.

Then, I’d suggest making your way up Sunset, even further, to the Metro Station, on Vermont. There’s fast food, and a Vons, along the way.

From here, you have variable choices, for picturesque outings. One would be to stop at the Beverly | Vermont Station and trek down Vermont. My suggestion is to frame yourself as a backpacking vagabond persona, and pack yourselves a sit-down park life thing, over (and after making a slight detour, back down Beverly, towards DTLA, to Temple, at the junction of Silverlake at Virgil (I do this one for the Recycling Center there,, right when I take the junction to Temple - you can say that your old buddy who does recycling showed you this route, absent of actually admitting that you read my blog).

Down several blocks, maybe a couple of miles, or so, of picturesque boulevard surroundings, you’ll come across the edge of Echo Park, again, (down Temple), where there are featured: some tennis courts. There will almost certainly be people playing tennis, there, amidst a nice, nearly dusk-y (almost golden hour - for photography) backdrop, featuring a beautiful skyline of high-rise buildings of DTLA.

My recommendation is to check out the lawn by the freeway - I camped out here, for a few days, once, and it proved to be a peaceful and serene setting. No drama or flex, whatsoever. There’s a nice scenery walkway, behind the tennis ball courts, where it gets a bit narrow, (a bit scary, perhaps), and a guy could secure his place as the bold adventurer / caretaker of the topic issue at hand, by nudging up close to his loved one. Up at the top of the walkway, there are (used-to-be) open restrooms, [theres one bum there, but no harm, I’m sure - he has a palm-frond encampment, and he might not be present]. But the view, at the appropriate timing, is illustrious and beautiful. The tennis players offer a nice, human novelty of distraction and inertia that throws some variety into the day’s end.

Up at the top of the walkway. Not far - just past the tennis ball courts.

Spend as long as you care to, here at the park. But for the sake of timing (and it might be cold, make sure you pack multiple layers of sweaters), you’ll want to make it back over to the bustling districts of the civic center, in DTLA. Perhaps you’ll stop by the Music Center and the Dorothy Chandler Pavilion, by night, where there are several lighted fountains to check out and gloss over.

Grand Park will be featuring an event on Valentine’s Day, as well.

Well, that’s the end of this journey’s option. Check back on this post for more future outings, leading up to Valentine’s Day, 2020.

Tuesday, January 21

Today's food-laden outing resources. A trip to the beach.

I'm hoping to catch a clean and fresh ocean air day, out by the beach. There was a light drizzle, last night, and I want to make sure I stay active, so the beach sounds like a nice idea, and I have to return a USB cable to Fry's Electronics. There's been an unfortunate turn of events for the local pigeons - their loft at the Manchester | Harbor Freeway underpass is becoming overrun with a fetid poopy smell. I reached out to the Los Angeles Bureau of Street Services yesterday, and they had washed down the human walkways, but they'd been neglecting to wash down the pigeon loft.

Coral - a TensorFlow developer-[high-]end System-On-Module Machine-Learning Computer.

Somewhat that I'm simply taken by the ultra-slick achievement that’s been accomplished by the engineers who made the smart bird feeder, along with other ingenious examples.

I had been a “taker” of Google’s AIY (Artificial Intelligence Yourself) product line, in purchasing their second edition of the Voice Kit, a Google Cardboard kit, aimed at users age 14 and up, and I found it to be a somewhat very entertaining and challenging (hardware accompaniment-wise, as the board used only micro-usb ports and configuring an SSH and VNC remote-device connection [which was my alternative mode of solving the problem] was still a bit confusing, largely; particularly in establishing a clear-cut routine).

Regardless, I was still able to get the small System On Module board to be built, configured, and work with SSH and VNC connections, but I never got around to really getting in to the meat-and potatoes of the device - loading the Google developer repository and full library, language and open source coding behind the gist of the machine could have been - a development module for the Google Assistant with the gRPC source cod libraries loaded, in various language flavors and offerings - I was fixated on trying to get the Java libraries to work, on a note of that I had been reared on Mac OS X, largely, which has Java .jar files as one of their natively supported coding languages and package support features built in to the operating system. I was imagining that I could develop .jar modular instances of pop-up applications of an ad-hoc nature, upon having the applications being invoked by the user. It was a fairly invested many nights of research that I had devoted to the process.

Google's more-advanced (and cutting edge, high-powered) System On Module device and plug-and-play System On Module (bigger-brother) of the AIY retail offerings, which I bought from Target. The Voice Kit is currently available on other online retailers for as little as $5, since the board is a Zero wH Razpberry Pi board, with a single-threaded processor, whereas the Raspberry Pi boards were at the 3rd generation at the time of release of the Voice Kit, and the Raspberry Pi 4 had subsequently been released.

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Being that the film industry is in town, I've been able to resolve some of my interrent crises of happenstance everyday lifestyle

Such as:

I missed the food bank, the other day, on account of exhaustion from hauling a heavy recyclables-laden rolling luggage and, at that, challenging myself, on a suggested notion that I ought to jog-it-on-home, to manage my weight and for sustainability in endurance, to come - in future treks out to DTLA for my daily work needs, of collecting recyclables and feeding the pigeons. I found some great-looking disposed-of food in the alley, where I had serendipitously been lead to, as well as that it was a piss-alley premonition of that I needed to go pee, after getting off of the bus (I have kidney issues due to intricate medical complications due to taking Zyprexa ODT Zydis, which is an expensive and well-executed antipsychotic). I usually try to keep good in my civic conscientiousness by peeing in to a bottle, but the exacerbation of my kidneys issue (due to that I'm extra-fond of [due to my medication] and robustly supported by [due to recycling] had been wearing down on my ethically better resolve, as of the past few weeks. Thankfully, I've been getting more rest, and managing my inflammation better, at the same time. I also procured this new rolling luggage, of an artist's posterboard frame size, out in Echo Park, which has proven itself to be a fortunate common destination for my recyclables-seeking. It fits inside of my current luggage, good for an emergency on-the-spot backup, in case the wheels on my old bag run ragged.

My Nike AirMax shoes (highly recommended) had run worn and flat. I sounded like an air cushion when I would walk. Although they were still walking-functional, I feel that my chronic back pain may have been exaggerated by walking them flat. I discovered some good-enough Nike Airs, as well as a pair of New Balance shoes, also fashionable-athleisure favorites of mine. Although I have the inclination to help dress the homeless as fashionably as I am dressed, for happening upon discarded clothing in charitable Los Angeles districts and locales, I commonly find that many disheveled or otherwise burden-fraught local bums and female-homeless are too conditionally unspeakably-dumb, or acutely neurotic, largely the female homeless, presumably on account of being pursued and taken by the notion of free intoxication of bum-fare, and obviously smoking it, at that. One of them, whom I had been taken by, significantly, because of the fact that she offered me a vent Starbucks, while she was reading the Bible (with the chapters of Jewish influence added to them - the silver edition), was friendly to me, the next time I saw her. Now, she speaks in jibberish tongues [apparently Hijri-mockup dialectical pidgin-petit a'd hoc-ism], which is unfortunate, obviously. She's been of this habit since I once offended her by showing up too commonly where she typically hangs out. It could have been so different between us - now it's barriers of [according to her] Hijri-linguistics mock-up jokes between us, even though I legitimately show up at the park, as a bum.

My daily meals and food distribution efforts for the needy who hadn't been as outrigger trekker as I had been, about town, we're exacerbated by missing the food bank this week. I fortunately found a pizza and an Italian plate today, still warm. They also let me sack through their dumpsters and private-party trash cans, without any down-on-bums drama about the disparity looks of a grown-man-(boyish-looks) dumpster-diver amongst them - film industry working types.

Saturday, January 18

I finally resolved the hummingbird image issue, after 4 hours of sleep in the morning.

Thanks, people, for all of the wild and free love expressed for what's been going on, here, and on my social media channels. I love you all back. Hopefully I'll have a girlfriend soon.

But anyways,

Here's my final take and rendition of the hummingbird line art character illustration, with help from imaengine, one of my essential go-to apps for vectorizing and processing images in to my favorite illustrative form: line art.

Friday, January 17

An ultimate chill | post-rock YouTube playlist.

I came across this playlist that I had etched out, one night long ago, while digging through my YouTube accounts for any bitsies or interesty-puff jiggly-pooz that had been a long time buried, back at my old apartment, this past fall, or so. It's super chill, not much on the electronic ambient side, which was refreshing to discover. These are more atmospheric rock ballads and drags, good for when life has become too much to bear, or when it all just had to end, yet here, it ends gracefully, with some smooth riffs and somber melodic tones and vocals.

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