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June 01, 2026

An After-Hours Sound Bath Among the Mattresses: Retail Therapy, LA Style

"I love LA," said the woman next to me, as she gathered up her crystals and folded up her sheet. We'd slept next to each other, on two neighboring mattresses, during a sound bath conducted inside the Mattress Central store in Atwater Village. And then we went our separate ways.

 

January 30, 2024

The Most Fun I've Had in California

I've just passed my "lucky" 13-year anniversary of moving to Los Angeles in January 2011—and when people hear where I'm from, they most commonly ask two questions:

  1. Do I miss New York?
  2. Which do I like better, New York City or LA?
Truth is, the two cities are so different, they're hard to compare. But in terms of where I'm at in my life right now, I find LA much better to live in.

But still, I had a lot of fun during my 14 years of 5 a.m. nights and boozy brunches in New York City. It was a different kind of fun than Southern California typically has to offer. 

When I have a good time nowadays, it feels more like the kind of fun I missed out on having as a little kid—before adult beverages would've come into play. 

So maybe my time in NYC was more about making up for a crazy adolescence I never had; and my time in Los Angeles is more about making up for a childhood I was never given, one that was bereft of playdates and playgrounds and playing in the mud. 

You'll see what I mean when you see my Top 13 list of the most fun I've had in California so far (in no particular order):
  1. Swimming with otters
  2. Riding a Jeepney
  3. Riding the Warner-Carrillo Ranch Stagecoach
  4. Riding the Ghost Train of Griffith Park
  5. Going to Disneyland
  6. Going to Universal Studios Hollywood Halloween Horror Nights
  7. Goat yoga (especially with baby goats in Halloween costumes)
  8. Climbing onto the Wienermobile
  9. Attending Bob Baker Marionette Theatre puppet shows (especially Halloween)
  10. Attending Rose Parade-related events
  11. Singing with the Magical Holiday Parade in Toluca Lake
  12. Touring Garner Holt Productions' animatronic factory
  13. Anything having to do with Krampus.
Honorable mention goes to paragliding at Torrey Pines, which I did in 2009—almost a couple of years before I moved here. 

And this doesn't, of course, include any trips I've taken out of state (like to Vegas, which is pretty fun for me).

So happy anniversary to me, no matter how long I may stay in this city, or in this state. I have no plans to leave—but life can change pretty quickly. 

After all, after 10 years in NYC I thought I'd be there the rest of my life. By the 12th year, I couldn't wait to leave. And by the 14th year, I ran screaming... all the way to LA.

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November 01, 2022

Photo Essay: Golf Carts on Parade in Palm Desert, Rolling Out of a Pandemic Hiatus

When I was researching golf carts for my post on the golf cart museum in La Quinta, California earlier this year, I came across some information about an annual golf cart parade that takes place just before Halloween in the nearby community of Palm Desert, also in the Coachella Valley. 


I knew I had to go.  

October 27, 2021

Photo Essay: A Mountaintop Religious Enclave Founded By Hindu-Born Christian Yogi, Prince Mozumdar

I'd been wanting to visit the Pillars of God (below) and Mozumdar Temple for years now—but I'd been wary of just driving up there, as I'd heard that it's fiercely guarded by its private owner and that I'd need a 4WD to get to it. 

 

April 19, 2021

Photo Essay: Baa-mastay with Baby Goats

I first attended baby goat yoga at Oats and Ivy Farm in 2017—back when I was trying to hit all the goat farms for all the baby goats.
 
circa 2017

April 20, 2019

Banned from Boeing? Post-Woolsey Fire Edition (Updated)

[Last Updated 4/23/19 5:12 PM PT—Boeing official response added]

I was excited to celebrate Earth Day by taking a community hike at Santa Susana Field Laboratory, a former rocket engine and energy test center that was both historic and controversial.

I hadn't visited it since I took the public bus tour in 2014.


Photo: circa 1990, U.S. Department of Energy (Public Domain, via Wikimedia Commons)

I'd signed up for several "Rocket Walks" since then, but could never seem to wake up early enough to drive the 50 miles to the Santa Susana Mountains to get there in time for a early start. But today was different, probably because I was particularly curious to see the site in the aftermath of the Woolsey Fire.



But when I was driving up Woolsey Canyon Road towards the Boeing security checkpoint, I was greeted by masked protestors telling me to "turn back."



I stopped and said hello to each group of them, requesting a photo and asking why they were telling would-be hikers not to "support" Boeing by participating in its Earth Day activities. "Give me your pitch," I said.



I, of course, knew the dangers—having already visited five years ago and having (perhaps stupidly) spent time in Chernobyl in 2017. But all they could do was tell me that it wasn't safe—and that if I insisted on going, I should wear a mask (they provided one that's perfectly suitable for dust but not radioactive material), wash my clothes as soon as I got home, and leave my shoes outside the door.



Of course, they're right. And I believed the local woman who told me about her own health issues, as well as those of her daughters. The decades of thyroid cancer, autoimmune diseases, mystery illnesses—it's all pretty well documented.


Photo: Santa Susana Community Tours

In fact, the Santa Susana site is so contaminated that I can't think of a better place to focus on for Earth Day. The event was promoted under the premise of transparency. Boeing supposedly wants to share its progress on the cleanup and update the status of wildlife and vegetation.



Having gotten my attention while so many other cars sped past me with my hazards on, the protestors begged me not to go. I told them not to worry: "They're probably not going to let me in anyway."



Because although I'd received my confirmation email three days ago, when I logged in to double-check the address earlier this morning, I discovered yet another email in my inbox.



This one, from two days ago, read, "We host separate site tours for community members and media representatives.  Since you are a KCET contributor, please follow up with our Environmental Communications focal...so you can schedule a media tour in the future."



I thought that was curious, since I wasn't attending as a media representative and definitely hadn't been assigned a story about the hike or Santa Susana in general. My KCET column is pretty fluffy—goat yoga, coffee culture, superblooms, and the like—and therefore innocuous.

You'd think, anyway.

I replied to their email—but it was so early in the morning, I suspected they might not receive it right away. So, I decided to show up anyway and try to clear up what must've been a simple misunderstanding.

But when I got there, my name wasn't on the list at the security checkpoint. The officers had me proceed past the kiosk and pull my car over.

One called the Boeing rep from Environmental Community Relations on his walkie. When he gave her my name, she responded, "Can you call me?"

When he returned to my car after calling her, he said, "They told me not to let you in."

There was a bit of back-and-forth after that, but it was clear that there was no getting in. So, I turned around and drive back past those protestors.

They nodded knowingly when I said that I was turned away for being "media."

Boeing couldn't possibly be blacklisting me because they didn't want journalists showing up, could they?

I mean, after all, everybody's a blogger or some kind of social media influencer these days. And although my Avoiding Regret readers are loyal, there's not a staggering number of them.

Boeing's confirmation email even encouraged photography and promoted the hashtag #SantaSusanaOpenSpace.

So what are they hiding? What would I, as a writer (or "media" person), pick up on that members of the general public would not?

What didn't they want me to see or hear?

What didn't they want me to tell?

The secret's already out about the Sodium Reactor Experiment nuclear meltdown of 1959 (one of the fourth-worst nuclear accidents in all of history, Ed 4/24/19: Though there's some dispute on how bad it was, and whether it was a meltdown, accident, incident, or intentional release of radioactive material).

And then there's the subsequent illegal disposal of nuclear waste.

What else could there possibly be?

Here's what I know from the internet:
  • The Boeing Company has lined up a number of "third-party allies," including a Pennsylvania-based conservation management organization called North American Land Trust—a 501(c)(3) non-profit that holds a perpetually binding Conservation Easement on the property. 
  • Boeing has been certified by another 501(c)(3) non-profit—a DC area-based conservation organization called Wildlife Habitat Council, which works with corporate landowners to use their holdings in a way that's sensitive to wildlife.
  • Other organizations working with Boeing include Santa Susana Mountain Park Association, San Fernando Valley Audubon Society, Southwestern Herpetologist Society, Pollinator Partnership (which has conducted onsite studies), and the Chumash and Tataviam Native American Tribes. 
  • Boeing isn't the only landowner of the former Rocketdyne site, but it's the only one to commit to permanently conserving its holdings (2,400 acres) as open space. NASA and the Department of Energy have put their parcels up for sale.
  • There has been a movement to establish the site as a National Historic Monument, but no updates are available.
  • Most documents and position statements available online are from 2013-17. There's nothing on the California Department of Toxic Substances Control's SSFL Document Library for 2018. It's hard to know exactly what's happening now and what's been decided—but originally, the SSFL was already supposed to be cleaned up by 2017.
  • The public comment period for the the DTSC's Draft Environmental Impact Report has closed. Not sure when the final report will be released.
Meanwhile, the air quality report from 2Q 2018 shows that concentrations of at least one volatile organic compound—ethylbenzene, a possibly carcinogenic solvent used in the production of styrene—were higher at SSFL than what the EPA recommends for a residential area.

Levels of radioactive particles (a.k.a. radionuclides, like plutonium, radium, and uranium) were tested by collecting samples from glass fiber—but their method of testing introduced interference in all samples, which created a low bias in the results. 

According to publicly available materials, there are two prevailing concepts that are largely informing Boeing's approach to the cleanup:
  1. That the contamination is isolated to the site, and therefore
  2. That the cleanup only needs to be held to the standards of an "occasional use" open space.
And there are two problems with those arguments:
  1. As we know from Chernobyl, radioactive material does, in fact, drift—with wind (which Santa Susana has plenty of), rain, and the resulting runoff. Polluted water pools at the lowest spot, which is both the "Southern Buffer Zone" (where the hike was held) and the neighboring communities below. Tests in surrounding communities have found Rocketdyne-associated contamination in groundwater and soil samples.
  2. People are already living so incredibly adjacent to the SSFL site—not the least of which are two mobile home communities, Summit and Mountainview Estates, both since 1979. A more recent addition includes the "upscale" and "prestigious" residential subdivision of Woolsey Canyon View Estates. The home closest to Boeing's security kiosk is a mere 1.1-mile drive away—or 0.7 miles as the crow flies.
For Boeing's position, you can read their Backgrounder sheet and one-pager on the EIR.

To hear the protestors' side of the story, you can visit the websites of such community-based alliances as Santa Susana Field Laboratory Work Group, Protect Santa Susana from Boeing, and Rocketdyne Cleanup Coalition.

I wish Boeing had given me the chance to see the recovery myself. I'd love to see some birds and lizards and plants and bees up there.

But maybe I dodged a radioactive bullet by being unceremoniously ejected from the site.

Nevertheless, it raises a bright, red flag.

Update 4/23/19: 

Boeing Communications responded to my inquiry today with the following:



In part, it reads:
We host media events separately in order to be able to give reporters our complete attention and answer questions they have. In this case, because you are a member of the media and your personal blog is referenced on KCET’s website – the Santa Susana team provided you with the same guidance they shared with other reporters: that this tour was for community members only and that you would need to coordinate with Communications for a future media visit.  
This event was focused on allowing community members the opportunity to see the conservation efforts underway and take advantage of the significant progress that has been made to clean up the property in order to make it safe for visitors and wildlife to thrive. In fact, Boeing is committed to completing a cleanup that is fully protective of human health and the environment, consistent with Santa Susana’s future as open space habitat.
I guess that means a writer can't be a member of the community—no matter what they write about.

And I guess that means they must be Googling the names of all the registrants to make sure they're not "reporters."

This post will continue to be updated as new information comes in. 

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October 28, 2018

Photo Essay: Happy Bah-lloween with Goats in Costume

I kind of thought I was done with goat yoga. After all, it's been just an excuse to make friends with goats. I don't actually do much yoga while I'm there.



But it's Halloween, and Lavenderwood Yoga in Thousand Oaks was hosting a yoga session featuring baby goats in costume.



My hand was forced.



Given the time of year, the goats' pheromones were going crazy, so they were rubbing their heads on everything.



They weren't just head-butting (or butt-butting).



They were rubbing and pushing and getting all up in there—bonus points if you gave them a good firm petting where their horns should be.



It was the first class of the day, so the goats started out rambunctious but eventually calmed down in warm sun bliss.



Some of the goats were true babies—the youngest was three months old—but some were coming into their womanhood, already breeding or ready to be bred (which can start as young as eight months old).



At Lavenderwood, the goats aren't bred to have babies for sale—the breeding is to select the best genetic characteristics to make them good show goats.



They also serve as a 4H project for young girls interested in agriculture and animal husbandry.



They're some of the best behaved goats I've met.



Among the costumes were a witch...



...a lumberjack...



...and a king.


Photo by Cat Lukaszewski

My favorite one was dressed up as a jailbird—but in the end, I was a prisoner of her love. She snuggled my neck and I whispered sweet nothings into her ear. She leaned into every kiss.

What a treat.

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September 17, 2018

Photo Essay: How A Metaphysical Religious Sect Brought a Glimpse of DC to LA

Los Angeles has played itself in countless film and TV productions—but it's also stood in for the Outback, Africa, Korea, the Sherwood Forest, the Minnesota prairie, and the fictional town of Pawnee, Indiana.



But there's one building in Los Angeles that's most frequently scouted for its ability to portray our nation's capital: The Art of Living Foundation's headquarters in the West Adams district.



The Art of Living has been hosting yoga sessions, meditations, and other classes here since 2010—but this neoclassical monument was built to house the Second Church of Christ Scientist.



The First Church, a.k.a. the "Mother Church," of this metaphysical religious movement had already been built in Boston in 1906. This Second Church's construction began the following year and completed in 1910.



It's not unusual to see Classical Revival or Italian Renaissance edifices in the United States, especially those built around the turn of the 20th century.



You just don't usually see anything in Southern California that remotely resembles the Parthenon from Ancient Greece (or the Pantheon from Ancient Rome, for that matter).



The portico (or porch) of this rare 20th century example in LA is Corinthian, the highest of the orders of classical architecture—featuring glazed terracotta, brick cladding, tapered columns, and highly ornamented capitals. With a touch of Beaux Arts in the details, it brings forth the spirit of those ancient temples by way of France.



Beyond it, look down to see original flooring made out of hexagonal tiles and a geometric rendering of the "running dog" motif so commonly found in classical architecture.



Look straight ahead or up, and you'll find columns in the Ionic Order, a step down from Corinthian but still not the lowest order.



Gaze even higher and you'll catch a peek at the first of many stained glass windows that are surprisingly bereft of ecclesiastical imagery.



In fact, you won't find any iconography of Christ or scientists throughout the church interior—not even in the sanctuary, under the 1400-ton copper dome that stretches 70 feet across.



It's the highest point of the church—and the first (and really only) thing you see as you ascend one of the two staircases and emerge into what's now used as more of an auditorium.



Though it was built to seat around 1100 worshipers, many of the pews have been removed to make room for those attendees who might lie on the (poured concrete, though carpeted) floor to meditate under the rotunda.



The architecture was designed by Alfred F. Rosenheim, known more for his commercial buildings as well as the mansion in American Horror Story.



He also designed the opalescent stained glass windows, which have been restored after vandals knocked a couple of them out.



They cast a purplish hue under the dome—again, more regal than religious. And they depict architectural elements (again, the Corinthian columns) rather than biblical scenes.



You almost feel like you're in a federal or municipal building—a courthouse or a city hall—rather than a place of worship (or even spirituality). But there are organ pipes hiding behind a grille, if you know where to look.



And perhaps here, God is in the details.



The gold leaf, pastel color scheme, and original chandeliers sure are pretty.



And the recurring architectural patterns continue throughout the building, not just in its crown jewel (under the dome).



Incredible attention to detail was given to railings, woodwork, and lighting fixtures.



And a shocking amount of that has been either preserved or recreated.



The first time I spotted The Art of Living temple, it was the middle of the night, and I was in West Adams to witness the relocation of a Victorian cottage to its new lot, eight blocks away. I stood there in awe.

I thought I'd been transported to the New York Supreme Court building in Lower Manhattan. Or Federal Hall. Or the New York Stock Exchange.

But it turned out to be yet another facet of Los Angeles history, architecture, and culture that had chosen to reveal itself to me.

And this time, it only took me three years to figure out a way inside so I could go explore.

Who needs DC... or NY... or Boston... when you've got LA?

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