San Diego… not so bad after all.


Do you ever listen to a song, or a band for that matter, and automatically associate moments or feelings in your life to it/them? Aural nostalgia? This happens way too frequently; sometimes I’ll take a song and attach it to a goal or ambition rather than a memory. For instance, anything by Minus The Bear will translate to “living out the rest of my life sailing, drinking amazing beers, playing golf and tennis during the summer/fall and reading, writing, and entertaining in the winter/spring up in the Pacific Northwest“. Not that it’s going to happen anytime soon, because I’ve started to actually like San Diego finally. However, SD hasn’t earned a song/band, yet. Certain neighborhoods, resturants, cafes, and people make it worth while. I’m not the beach life style stereotype, and having 300+ days of nothing but blue skies totally destroys me, but it’s far better than freezing rain, black ice, and other things to make it easy to stay inside rather than enjoy everything a city has to offer.

I love the harbor and driving on the coast on a brilliant day, going to the beach at night, having bonfires and such… but it’s hardly Karate Kid (I know it’s based in LA, but you get what I mean). Most beach areas down here attract metric ass-tons of douches (with the exception of La Jolla, Del Mar, and some beaches in Carlsbad), tons of shitty resturants, and over-priced $1,300 studio apartments the size of my closet. If you were really interested in… Continue Reading

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