Sailor Man setting sail... on asphalt.Went to Venice Beach not long ago and we had the genius idea to bring my 4 Month old daughter. Not gonna happen again. I'm not sure if it's the economy or just the coming of the apocalypse but the freak quotient was higher and creepier than ever. We even saw a guy trying to sail his RV on concrete (see photo above). Let's just say the aroma of bud was in the air. My THC level probably quadrupled and that's just from walking down the stretch of Venice Beach that used to be cool. It has now become the Star Wars Cantina but not the George Lucas version-- the David Lynch version.
Maybe sailing isn't my thing.
But what really irked me was the sheer amount of small-dicked lunatics with hulking pitbulls they could barely contain. Straight-up freaks with their freakish dogs on a leash. What's the deal with little wiry guys and their pitbulls? Those malicious dogs bred for one purpose should be eradicated from the face of the earth. Suffice it to say that one to many of those extremely dangerous dogs came sniffing around the baby carriage making my blood boil.
It's the last time I take my baby there. Gonna stick to Santa Monica Promenade from here on out.
Your Friend,
D.
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