Reflections!

Tuesday June 30, (hahaha I almost put 3009 and thought it was right) 12:04
SO two interviews later... On Sunday the sole prerogative was finding a practice interview and after a breakfast burrito at Wavos in Newport we were on a search for a good interview. After a couple internet searches and two failed phone calls we decided to go to the camp in Costa mesa to talk to an owner of a bike shop. The Camp is a very cool modern art complex that to me is reminiscent of a post Dystopic era. We saw a Birkram yoga studio and made it out second pick if we couldn’t get an interview with the bike owner so we walked in like we weren't up to something , and Calvin spoke with the owner and he was very friendly and open and he agreed to the interview very graciously. We walked back to the RV nervously and we were all kind of freaking out. Even when I first laid eyes on him I knew he was a very powerful person and when we eventually sat down I was assured of that. What really stuck with me was his advice that truly good ideas come before their time, so too believe in what you do and to always have a coffee shop around you (Friends that you can have an evolving dialouge with). Today at Yo gabba gabba was great and I appreciated his, what I’m going to call “sustainable” business, using your friends to create something great. I also liked being positive could actually sustain success. The studios were great, and I felt so lucky to be there, and after this trip I think of toys and skateboarding so different, I especially enjoyed his characterization that skateboarders are always on the look out looking at potential spots to do their next trick and it really was a very interesting perspective. After all that we drove to LA and it was so stressful, because we had missed the 91 north so I had to navigate a direction that I was not too familiar but we got to our location just fine but I was so pushed beyond my means I felt like was about to make like a drama queen and cry, luckily I was allowed to go on a little walk and the next street happened to be India st, so I hiked up and meditated while the sun sank behind the silverlake hills, and the scene was so beautiful, with jacaranda flowers strewn along the entirety of the street. After about 15 minutes I made it back to the RV, parked level on a street below, and I came into my fellow trippers having diner, as they began we saw a group of three walk past the RV with their left over from a theoretical dinner at Ginger Grass. I saw one of them looked a lot like MIA, and in Silverlake ish like this happens on the regular. They were looking at the RV and we invited them in, and one of the guys, who we found out to be Diplo insisted that the group come in, And they were stand offish, and before we asked if it was indeed MIA she called herself Maya and was stand offish. but they (Dip and MIA) signed the ceiling and that was the end of that, oh yeah she left us her soup... which was delicious. An hour later I met up with Sarah WHICH I TOTALLY NEEDED because I forgot who I was and after talking to her I felt so grounded... After being in a new place with new people exploring new ideas, it gets easy to lose yourself...