I am predisposed to not act my age when the mood strikes me, which is probably too often but what the hell. Thus, today after lunch at the Santa Monica Pier to beat the heat for a bit we went walking on the sand and found a deserted swing set that I immediatelyÂ set to enjoying. Susan did to for a spell, but certainly didn’t see the need to swing as high as I. She did get vid/pix of my 42-year-old immaturity though (you’ll have to click on the images for biggification):
Personally, there is a joy in swinging that I’d too long forgotten. So much so that I wouldn’t be surprised if one of these days I make a trip back over to the beach just to get me some more.
Will Campbell arrived in town via the maternity ward at Good Sam Hospital way back in OneNineSixFour and has never stopped calling Los Angeles home. Presently he lives in Silver Lake with his wife Susan, their cat Rocky, dogs Terra and Hazel, and a red-eared slider turtle named Mater. Blogging since 2001, Will's web endeavors extend back to 1995 with laonstage.com, a comprehensive theater site that was well received but ever-short on capital (or a business model). The pinnacle of his online success (which speaks volumes) arrived in 1997, when much to his surprise, a hobby site he'd built called VisuaL.A. was named "best website" in Los Angeles magazine's annual "Best of L.A." issue. He enjoys experiencing (and writing about) pretty much anything creative, explorational and/or adventurous, loves his ebike, is a better tennis player than he is horr golfer, and a lover of all creatures great and small -- emphasis on "all."
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