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Random morning thoughts

So I've been working on my writer's group critiques and wondering, from comments made by at least two people, how one would go about finding one single community Catholic Church in the greater Los Angeles area, when 1) you don't know the name of the church, and 2) you don't know where in the Metro area it is. Because both people said that my bad guys should easily find it just knowing that Sean Patrick attends weekly Mass.

I'm guessing they're assuming it's in Burbank, which it's not; so I suppose said bad guys could fan out from there and search the approximately 1,400 Catholic churches in the greater metro area. It shouldn't take too long.

During and after vacation, when I was sick, I dropped to 158 pounds and stayed there through the holidays, which pleased me mightily, considering I wasn't working out and I was eating like a pig. Now that the holidays are over and I'm back to eating normally and working out, I am up to 165. WTF?

It's a good thing I love my cat, because after a month of lulling me into a false sense of security by actually sleeping on the bed most of the night and behaving like a good boy, last night he decided that 3 am was a good time to start walking all over the bedroom and knocking things off the bureau. I'm glad I talked Barb into putting her new art glass vase in the living room. It's a little top-heavy and I would hate to have seen some horrible feline sent to his early demise should he have happened to knock it off the bureau. (Onto our unforgiving cement floor.)

My arm has been hurting like a freakin' sonufabitch for days now. I can barely lift anything this morning, and it has that internal throbbing, swollen-bruise feeling (it's neither swollen nor bruised, just feels like it). And it's January, so Deductible Reset time in Health Care land, fuck that. I probably need to have an MRI or something to see what's REALLY wrong in there, but who can afford that? (Other than people who make over $250,000 and have saved big bucks in taxes the last eight years, that is.) I have to remember to schedule a massage next week. I'm pretty sure that's why I feel crappy this morning -- oh, not sick enough to stay home, mind you, just generally crappy.

I know it's supposed to be More Joy time (or was that yesterday? I had some lovely fig yoghurt yesterday, that was nice), but at the moment I'm too cranky to be joyful. I have to work Monday, too. Bah.

I did finally catch an episode of Community yesterday, and it's as cool as everyone says.

Speaking of television, I can't believe I forgot Better Off Ted on my list. It's a show where I consistently, every episode, laugh out loud at least once, often many, many times; it's freakin' HIGH-larious. (Much geek love for Lem and Phil!)


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Jan. 16th, 2010 06:02 am (UTC)
What year is your story? Los Angeles is a weird city and it's broken up into areas. There is NO WAY people would assume Burbank from Los Angeles. Why? Burbank isn't Los Angeles. Burbank is in the Los Angeles county, but the "city" of Los Angeles is over the hill.

Depending on what year, you need to figure out which church was where at the time of your story. With Google, that should be reasonably easy.

Frankly, if I were you, I would have him go to the Masonic Temples. If he's a vampire that's been around for any amount of time and likes privacy, the Masonic Temples in Los Angeles (which are throughout LA, including Scottish Rite) are really useful and easily researchable.

If you need help in placing your character in Los Angeles, PLEASE let me know. I grew up here and know the area incredibly well. I don't mind helping in this stuff at all.
Jan. 16th, 2010 06:02 am (UTC)
And BTW, LJ doesn't send me responses (it's broke for over 6 months), so please email me if you need help at mneumark@hotmail.com.
Jan. 16th, 2010 08:12 pm (UTC)
Well, he lives in Burbank, that's why they'd make that assumption. But his church is closer to Malibu. Since he's lived in the Valley for some thirty years, he's got a fairly widespread familiar area. I made up his church and the neighborhood it was in, it's not a real church. I just grabbed a saint who has several churches named for him (St. Francis) and plunked it into an anonymous old Hispanic neighborhood where there were still plenty of plaster walls. My L.A. (hell, my whole universe) is reasonably close to this one, but there are differences that aren't just fictional overlay. The existence of magic is one of those things.

My query was more wondering how anyone could just assume it would be easy to find one specific Catholic church in a city the size of the greater LA area, knowing nothing about it, from the name or even the general location, which these folks seemed to assume could be done.

I can't quite picture Sean Patrick as a Mason, though. He's born and bred Irish/Mexican Catholic.

And thanks for the offer of help!!! Largely I know the area okay (and with the help of Google and Keyhole I've had a view or two), but any help is always appreciated.

I'll forward this to your email, as well.
Jan. 18th, 2010 05:33 am (UTC)
Good thing you moved the vase. I might have had to help you kill the cat. (Dickens, btw, has been snuggling and purring like a sweetie today, so tomorrow he'll probably be evil.)

With insurance, you should be able to manage an MRI, depending on how your plan works. I had to have an MRI and a CAT scan when I was in the hospital for gallbladder surgery. Better if you don't need it, though. :/
Jan. 18th, 2010 11:52 pm (UTC)
Yes, he would be Dead Cairo....

I worry about my deductible. I paid out of pocket $40 the last time I just had a doctor's visit, and $200 for those useless Mammo scans they kept having to do.

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