Considering how I got a lot of positive feed back from last years impromptu Day of the Dead guide, I was debating whether or not to make another this year too. I mean, I do have a life beyond my random ramblings on this here bloggito. But then again, I love DOD and I love sharing the tradition and parties with as many people as I can. My homework will still be there after I finish. So here it is, your 2010 Dia de los Muertos guide to events you probably already know about and some you may have missed. Also, Day of the Dead is also election day. So, after you vote between a @#!*% and a turd, which I won’t get into lest I be called childish names again, start making your way to Self Help Graphics for the original Dia de los Muertos celebration, going on its 37th year and it’s free. Free !! You can also print and wear this kick @#!*% mask made by Cuéntame, the ¡Latino Instigators!, for a get out the vote campaign. I think it’s hilarious because if you can vote and don’t for whatever reason you have, then you are a cabron and you have no right to complain about how bad things are either. Also, most of these events are pretty self explanatory, soo I’m gonna cut corners and just copy and paste info with flyers and pics really. Anyway, enough jibba-jabber, on to the festivities
Awhile ago a reader asked me if I’d ever found the hidden cave of Flat Top Hill. I first heard about the cave from long-time residents of the area. After begging people to take me there, I was told the cave had been covered up to discourage children from playing in it and the location of the opening was difficult to find. That didn’t stop me. For many years, I spent lots of time exploring the hill (I even camped up there one night, very uncomfortable) but never came across any cave or signs of cave opening.
Earlier in the year, I asked Don Quixote, my blog compadre here on LA Eastside if he could explain where the cave might be. Here it is for those of you still on the quest. Please let me know if you are able to locate it.
And as for the cave above Griffin Ave below “Flattop”, if you look for the house on Griffin Ave with the wide driveway and the u shaped buildings at the rear, (I think there are two large Jacaranda trees in front), what you are seeing is what used to be the old “Indian Head Water Co.”. Above this bldg you will notice a lot of thick vegetation, we used to call it “the Baby Jungle”. At the top of the Baby Jungle can see a rocky discolored area, bare rock and granite as opposed to the grass and weeds around it. I can see this scarred area from the Pasadena Fwy when I pass. This is the entrance to the old cave, but it was collapsed or filled in many years ago. Inside the cave, which goes back towards flat top quite a long ways, it was very damp, dripping water, and a kind of moss or roots hung down from the roof of the cave. Someone once told me that this cave was used during prohibition to stash liquor by organized crime people. I can’t verify if this is true.
Just yesterday I was out on a walk and noticed what looked like a dark spot on a rock in the hill. I’m curious if this was some kind of mini-cave that’s been uncovered. Anyone been up in the hills lately?
A few years ago when I started toying with the idea of doing a series of posts about the old streams of the Eastside, there was not much information up on the internet. Since then, there have been a number of blogs, posts and other information regarding Los Angeles’ hidden and forgotten waterways.
As I mentioned before, the stand-out is the awesome site L.A. Creek Freak. It’s written by people who have been instrumental in the positive changes regarding our watershed and have an excellent understanding and knowledge of the issues. Their passion for our city’s waterways is infectious.
Other folks are covering this topic so well, I was conflicted about whether I should continue with the Stream Dreams posts. Even if I’m repeating a bit of the same information, I decided it’s important to keep people interested in the issues of our Los Angeles wetlands and waterways; it’s such a vital part of our Los Angeles ecology.
These two Westside chicks screwed up and told a Chicano cabdriver they wanted to go to the Eastside and party but they were thinking along the lines of Glendale Blvd and Silverlake. Homeboy, like any OG Chicano, took them across the LA River to the real Eastside, to N. Main and Ave 19 site of the infamous “Club Silencio”- where to their chagrin and terror – they ran into “La Llorona de Los Angeles.” This La Llorona apparition sure is fine though. Nothing like the “White Lady” chillona, covered with green moss and stinking of LA River water that many of us chavalo’s remember. Cuidado you gentrifiers!
“Please check out this exhibition opening in Cairo, Egypt on November 6th. It features Angelinas Sandra de la Loza, Karla Diaz and Lysa Flores, situating their work alongside women artists from Latin America in a Middle Eastern context.
Pilar Tompkins Rivas and I, Adrian Rivas are big fans of LA Eastside and thought the readers might enjoy following this project. I will be posting more about the exhibit on my site as it develops. http://www.g727.org
Please post some comments. We are hoping that some Cairo bloggers will visit LA Eastside soon.”
November 7 – December 10, 2010
Darb 1718 / Contemporary Art and Culture Center Kasr El Sham3 Street Cairo, Egypt
مواطن مشارك نوفمرب – 10 ديسمرب ، 7 2010
درب 1718 / للفن املعارص ومركز الثقافة Sham3 شارع قرص القاهرة ، مرص
Nevermind the shopping malls, I take to the streets to get my goods! Let’s go do a bit of Halloween shopping in the people’s marketplace of Lincoln Heights! This local parking space/shop has been suppling LH with all its seasonal needs, last mentioned here in regards to the attack bunny. This time it was other monsters on the attack…
No one really likes Meg Whitman, for numerous reasons. So she got the bright idea to open up an office in East L.A. to ‘target’ the Latino community. Frankly, if you’re ‘Latino’ and are voting for Whitman, then your off your rocker. Her office has been picketed since day one and almost once a week by unions, orgs or people that just plain don’t like her. It’s become a regular thing, so much so that her office staff have started counter-protesting. It’s quite hilarious.
The 5th-Annual Los Angeles Archives Bazaar
Saturday, October 23, 2010
9:00 a.m. – 5:00 p.m.
Doheny Memorial Library, University of Southern California
Southern California history comes alive in exhibits from more than 70 historical collections and archives at the 5th-annual Los Angeles Archives Bazaar on October 23, 2010. Browse rare collections, consult with experts, and learn about the hidden stories of L.A. diverse neighborhoods and communities.
Our Eastside-is-east-of-the-river homegirl Patt Morrison is the featured guest speaker. Panel discussions subjects include: Uncovering the Legacy of David Alfaro Siqueiros, L.A. Takes Flight, Extra! Extra! Read All About It! and (ahem) Blogging L.A.
I’ve had my fair share of bikes stolen. Usually it happens that one time I stray from my normal routine. Whether it’s locking it up right and in a “safe” location. Putting it inside my house because most bikes are stolen from peoples houses and back yards over night. Point is, theft happens when you fall asleep at the wheel and let your guard down, which is exactly what I did. Granted I had a few chelas and I didn’t want to ride my bike drunk or buzzed because it’s against the law. Even though I only lived a few blocks away, there is no excuse for riding any vehicle drunk. Unless you’re at someones house, then it’s hilarious.
But the point I’m trying to make, which is also a friendly reminder to everyone else too, is to make sure is that you should always secure your bike and be mindful of it. Have a nice, strong lock on it and lock it right. Don’t ride drunk or buzzed, even though I did that once from Chinatown and it was a blast, I could have gotten seriously hurt. And don’t make the mistake I made in thinking that just because you don’t have the best looking bike, no one would want to steal it. Take it from me, these bike thieves will steal ANYTHING. Putos. More and more people have been telling me that they’ve have their rides stolen too. Supply and demand I guess. It’ll take me a while to find another bike, but it’s the principality of the thing you know ? That and me being stupid for one minute, which is all it took. So, learn from my lesson and don’t get too comfortable cause that’s when they’ll get ya. And it sucks that I have to say this because I would like to have faith in people and trust them. But sadly, that’s not the way things are.
FYI ~ My bike was stolen from the front door steps of Corazon del Pueblo Friday evening. It was locked to the light post. It’s a woman’s, red Murray, 10 speed bike. Covered in taxi cab stickers in the back and various others on the frame. It had those plastic things that make noise when you ride. Only one brake on the left hand side, duct take on the left handle bar and went by the name “little kramer.” If you see it, holla at me. It occurred to me to make a report at the Hollenbeck PS, but I realized that the cops had better things to do than worry about my stolen bike.