<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564594144732324685</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:18:40.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beer Crawl California</title><subtitle type='html'>Travel. Bars. Bands. Food. Funny.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564594144732324685/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tamra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13099261495531767650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564594144732324685.post-1987421190898376108</id><published>2010-09-18T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T02:16:33.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Things to do in Yosemite</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c5e06d151fef64fa" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc5e06d151fef64fa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330143945%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D64A07164EED9217F23C889141B07A2D50F877C98.13804F82E3C935A77EE501C3BB95A8B924973328%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc5e06d151fef64fa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUT5zAZ3_RFXZ9KF2qs3ypB4WW-A&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc5e06d151fef64fa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330143945%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D64A07164EED9217F23C889141B07A2D50F877C98.13804F82E3C935A77EE501C3BB95A8B924973328%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc5e06d151fef64fa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUT5zAZ3_RFXZ9KF2qs3ypB4WW-A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADDITIONAL POINTS OF NOTE:&lt;br /&gt;Every camp within Yosemite provides "bear boxes" outside your tent/cabin, which is a box where you store all of your food so bears can't get it. The box isn't locked but it has a tricky mechanism so humans can open it but bears can't. It makes you think twice about going to get a snack. "Hey, I think I want some Pringles. Eh, nevermind. Not worth the effort" For that reason, those hoping to lose weight might consider putting a bear box in your home kitchen as a helpful dieting tool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half Dome is the big, congratulatory hike to attempt. In August, it is frustrating due to the hordes of people hiking with you. I didn't attempt it, I don't like crowds while I hike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yosemite offers night tram tours during full moons. Its beautiful seeing El Capitan, The Cathedral, etc. in the full moonlight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564594144732324685-1987421190898376108?l=beercrawl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c5e06d151fef64fa&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/feeds/1987421190898376108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/2010/09/fun-things-to-do-in-yosemite.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564594144732324685/posts/default/1987421190898376108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564594144732324685/posts/default/1987421190898376108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/2010/09/fun-things-to-do-in-yosemite.html' title='Fun Things to do in Yosemite'/><author><name>Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02705358796897383785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564594144732324685.post-6643425008379931452</id><published>2010-08-18T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T20:46:43.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solvang, CA: Once Is Enough</title><content type='html'>Solvang is a perfect storybook town about 2.5 hours north of LA and 25 minutes east of Santa Barbara. Its shops are filled with things your Aunt Carol would adore. Its quaint and cute and wonderful for about three hours while you eat Danish food and sample wine and take quirky pictures for Facebook and Twitpic and then... &lt;br /&gt;so which way back to the 101?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcIhQvlF9eo/TGyo2lE_J7I/AAAAAAAAABg/wFOdGRaqoBQ/s1600/693260-One_of_3-Solvang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcIhQvlF9eo/TGyo2lE_J7I/AAAAAAAAABg/wFOdGRaqoBQ/s320/693260-One_of_3-Solvang.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506962099986704306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564594144732324685-6643425008379931452?l=beercrawl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/feeds/6643425008379931452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/2010/08/solvang-ca-once-is-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564594144732324685/posts/default/6643425008379931452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564594144732324685/posts/default/6643425008379931452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/2010/08/solvang-ca-once-is-enough.html' title='Solvang, CA: Once Is Enough'/><author><name>Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02705358796897383785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcIhQvlF9eo/TGyo2lE_J7I/AAAAAAAAABg/wFOdGRaqoBQ/s72-c/693260-One_of_3-Solvang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564594144732324685.post-7033467570321809870</id><published>2010-08-04T23:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T17:10:09.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret Punk Rock Trailer Park in Joshua Tree</title><content type='html'>You have to make a reservation on the &lt;a href="http://www.hicksville.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; in order to be emailed the actual secret directions to the trailer palace in the desert, pretentiously called, for lack of a better tag, an "artists retreat." But that's really the only proper way to describe it since it serves no exact purpose. They have a recording studio, stage, trailers for vacation rental, pool, bar... Its a really cool idea and the themed trailers make you want to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you're not into vintage trailers, country, rockabilly, or punk rock music, the desert, or drinking, I'm sure the mention of top secret directions piques your interest as if I just said, "Hey, thanks for house-sitting for me, by the way, don't look in my closet, I don't like anyone to know what's in there... Okie dokie, here's the keys, you're totally alone and unsupervised, see ya in a week!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="600"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EouAxIwgJ8I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EouAxIwgJ8I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564594144732324685-7033467570321809870?l=beercrawl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/feeds/7033467570321809870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/2010/08/secret-punk-rock-trailer-park-in-joshua.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564594144732324685/posts/default/7033467570321809870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564594144732324685/posts/default/7033467570321809870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/2010/08/secret-punk-rock-trailer-park-in-joshua.html' title='Secret Punk Rock Trailer Park in Joshua Tree'/><author><name>Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02705358796897383785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564594144732324685.post-3893075347305401036</id><published>2010-04-06T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T00:37:38.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guitar Ghosts of Bakersfield, CA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you ask anyone from Bakersfield about things to do in Bakersfield, they'll tell you to take the grapevine somewhere better. Don't. The misplaced Texas town (its in California) has plenty to offer, especially if you like dive bars and diner food an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;d people who wear Ed Hardy-ish clothing with rhinestone embellishments. You know the type. Visit anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Pyranees and Noriega's are two restaurants that offer Basque dining, which is somehow a big deal in Bakersfield. I didn't eat at either establishment because they serve dinner too early but the bar at the Pyranees was dead and delightful. Our drunk and PMSing bartender ducked into the back and told us to "fix your own goddamn drink". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then came her boss, a put-upon townie named EZ, who rallied and did his best to fashion some city-girl drinks for us out-of-towners. He was fun, sarcastic, charming, told us about the bar's resident ghost, and enjoyed our company (we think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcIhQvlF9eo/S7wxzAb3BiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/0hMY8Wxb_v0/s1600/DSC00083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcIhQvlF9eo/S7wxzAb3BiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/0hMY8Wxb_v0/s320/DSC00083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457291600826140194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The famous Crystal Palace is beutiful but disappointing due to all the Brad Paisley-type bands that perform that pop-country crap that's taken over the town's music scene since Buck Owens died. Its a crying shame. The dive bar Trouts isn't any better music-wise but does offer the firey pickin' style of Brian Longbeck who plays with the house band. Longbeck's guitar skills were one of the reasons for our trip to Bakersfield. His band at Trout's mainly plays your run-of-the-mill "Brown Eyed Girl" and other cheesy favorites but if you request it, he'll bust out some amazing Joe Maphis-style picking that will blow you away. He's an artist that only a real Guitar Geek will appreciate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcIhQvlF9eo/S7w00-iDAEI/AAAAAAAAABY/g1rLuln_qGA/s1600/275018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 78px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GcIhQvlF9eo/S7w00-iDAEI/AAAAAAAAABY/g1rLuln_qGA/s320/275018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457294933209841730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564594144732324685-3893075347305401036?l=beercrawl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/feeds/3893075347305401036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/2010/04/guitar-ghosts-of-bakersfield-ca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564594144732324685/posts/default/3893075347305401036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564594144732324685/posts/default/3893075347305401036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/2010/04/guitar-ghosts-of-bakersfield-ca.html' title='Guitar Ghosts of Bakersfield, CA'/><author><name>Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02705358796897383785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GcIhQvlF9eo/S7wxzAb3BiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/0hMY8Wxb_v0/s72-c/DSC00083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564594144732324685.post-1274769107351672161</id><published>2009-12-30T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T00:32:51.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving in mid-century leisure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcIhQvlF9eo/SzxfMOndtPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cxOlCHj1cgA/s1600-h/13668_1260623685531_1527847058_30694634_7528868_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcIhQvlF9eo/SzxfMOndtPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cxOlCHj1cgA/s320/13668_1260623685531_1527847058_30694634_7528868_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421312715133924594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Palm Springs, CA is a city of gay people and old people and old, gay people and what's one thing they all adore? Mid-century architecture. May sound a little boring for some college kid looking for a good time but what's great about Palm Springs is there's no lack of hot tubs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;some friends and a few &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;cases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Pacifico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; and google "Palm Springs rentals" and spend the weekend in the hot tub of some cool art deco house with weird art on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; the walls, it just may be the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; former home of Kate Smith or a forgotten 1950's B-lister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcIhQvlF9eo/SzxgIA8opnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sYpQ0hHSNAk/s1600-h/13668_1260626525602_1527847058_30694652_1265484_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GcIhQvlF9eo/SzxgIA8opnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sYpQ0hHSNAk/s320/13668_1260626525602_1527847058_30694652_1265484_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421313742256776818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564594144732324685-1274769107351672161?l=beercrawl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/feeds/1274769107351672161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-in-mid-century-leisure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564594144732324685/posts/default/1274769107351672161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564594144732324685/posts/default/1274769107351672161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-in-mid-century-leisure.html' title='Thanksgiving in mid-century leisure'/><author><name>Tam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02705358796897383785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GcIhQvlF9eo/SzxfMOndtPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cxOlCHj1cgA/s72-c/13668_1260623685531_1527847058_30694634_7528868_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564594144732324685.post-1606094815788036592</id><published>2009-05-10T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T16:53:52.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Collins Kids at the Barris car show</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZF5DvDucf7w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZF5DvDucf7w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Collins Kids are my favorite icons of rockabilly, somehow overshadowed by everyone on Sun Records. I love watching videos of them as kids on YouTube and today I saw Larry Collins bop and bounce and grin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;exactly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; way he did when he was nine. It was like witnessing a social experiment on how mannerisms remain the same as you age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jz7eTPDFjLg/SgjP4MlV5LI/AAAAAAAAACU/2q3GbM-2hNc/s320/collins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334742322977825970" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My sun fried shoulders are well worth the 45 minute set they played at the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cruisin Back to the 50'&lt;/span&gt;s car show in Culver City. Lorrie is still gorgeous. She's the original Britney Spears. She dated Ricky Nelson, then eloped with Johnny Cash's manager when she was 16. Larry is mesmerizing and looks like he's done some hard living. They played with Deke Dickerson, a regular headliner in the rockabilly scene, and between Deke and Larry, you've never seen such speedy guitar picking since &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Town Hall Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The car show was hosted by George Barris, who is responsible for custom building every iconic vehicle of American television like the Munster's Koach, the Batmobile, the General Lee, the Clampett's Jilopy, and every other car that was on the TV shows that raised you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cruisin Back to the 50'&lt;/span&gt;s is a fun event for those getting their first taste of classic car culture but not yet ready to devote their lives to cuffed jeans and cake makeup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564594144732324685-1606094815788036592?l=beercrawl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/feeds/1606094815788036592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/2009/05/collins-kids-at-barris-car-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564594144732324685/posts/default/1606094815788036592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564594144732324685/posts/default/1606094815788036592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/2009/05/collins-kids-at-barris-car-show.html' title='The Collins Kids at the Barris car show'/><author><name>Tamra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13099261495531767650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jz7eTPDFjLg/SgjP4MlV5LI/AAAAAAAAACU/2q3GbM-2hNc/s72-c/collins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564594144732324685.post-4032592885302728144</id><published>2009-04-06T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T17:00:56.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hike &amp; Lunch at Solar de Cahuenga</title><content type='html'>The Hollywood sign hike is a long one but not too difficult. The big problem is that its easy to take a wrong path and get lost, which is ridiculous and embarrassing. To get lost in Griffith Park (where the sign is located) is as pathetic as getting lost in Sears. Griffith Park isn't terribly rugged, its in the middle of Hollywood, and its full of tourists and joggers so getting lost is kind of a slap in the face to an avid outdoorsman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jz7eTPDFjLg/SeUFtdlFCvI/AAAAAAAAACM/AE5_DrS3h2w/s1600-h/hollywoodsign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jz7eTPDFjLg/SeUFtdlFCvI/AAAAAAAAACM/AE5_DrS3h2w/s320/hollywoodsign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324668413027879666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the hike, we had lunch at &lt;a href="http://www.sdchollywood.com/"&gt;Solar de Cahuenga&lt;/a&gt;, which is one of those places where everyone’s on their laptop writing a screenplay.  Like the Hollywood sign hike, the cafe is a gem nestled in a dirty, busy metropolis. But its adorable! They have a wide selection of crepes and panini and most days, they offer a pitcher of water with cucumbers and lemons in it. That's right, lemons AND cucumbers. You're welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend and I sat next to an obnoxious and odd duo that I can only assume was a man who was teaching a class on how to be a screenwriter and a young woman student of his who wanted to bend his ear over coffee. Here are my favorites of the ridiculously pretentious things they said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Talking about his writing style:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN: My problem is, I can’t get away from the Holocaust thing. It just heavily influences my writing. You know, I didn’t know anyone who was in the Holocaust, no family or friends but I do have an acquaintance whose uncle was in a camp so its things like that that really creep up in my writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: I had this incredible dream the other night. It took place in a harbor or something and involved a shark and a really strong black woman, you know one of those characters the audience really grabs onto. I woke up and thought, well there’s my premise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: I used to be an actress, with the headshots and the whole deal, and I did a few commercials or whatever but that’s just not where my heart is, I’m a storyteller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN: Writers have to be dark and troubled, that’s what sells. Even in my Sabrina days [I believe this man used to work for Sabrina the Teenage Witch] it was still important to go to some really dark places with my writing. I could see you doing that, you seem like you’ve had a torrid past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: I can write really dark. Sometimes I just have to put myself in a bad mood and say, hey, today I’m going to think about bad stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this where you see the two of them getting all breathy and sweaty? That’s what I thought was going to happen too, but no. They just went back to talking about strong black women characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite such eavsdroppings, the Solar de Cahuenga is one of my favorite places in Hollywood to go for a relaxing brunch or lunch. You order at the counter and they give you a number, its very bright and sunny, the food is good, and the laptoppers keep to themselves so the atmosphere is quiet and quaint&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564594144732324685-4032592885302728144?l=beercrawl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/feeds/4032592885302728144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/2009/04/lunch-at-solar-de-cahuenga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564594144732324685/posts/default/4032592885302728144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564594144732324685/posts/default/4032592885302728144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/2009/04/lunch-at-solar-de-cahuenga.html' title='Hike &amp;amp; Lunch at Solar de Cahuenga'/><author><name>Tamra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13099261495531767650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jz7eTPDFjLg/SeUFtdlFCvI/AAAAAAAAACM/AE5_DrS3h2w/s72-c/hollywoodsign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1564594144732324685.post-3342715520085170308</id><published>2009-02-18T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T17:05:46.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>February Camping in Santa Barbara</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know. I know. February is too cold to go camping, even in California. Whatever. The draw of covered wagons was too badass to turn down. So a group of friends booked a couple wagons at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.rancho-oso.com/"&gt;Rancho Oso&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; in beautiful Santa Barbara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jz7eTPDFjLg/SZ4TveVQzoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/B-V316WZwAw/s1600-h/wagons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jz7eTPDFjLg/SZ4TveVQzoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/B-V316WZwAw/s200/wagons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304699117406047874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We stayed two nights. It was supposed to rain the whole weekend. I knew it wouldn't, It didn't rain until the last night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;IMPORTANT about covered wagons: They are water proof.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And let me tell you, it raaaaaaaained like the end was near. Jen, a 7th grade teacher, brought her projector from school so the night it rained, we watched&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Peyton Place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; projected on the back wall of the wagon. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peyton Place&lt;/span&gt;: three words: 1950's rape scene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For less rugged conditions, the cabins might be a better bet. They sleep 4 with a queen size bed and bunk beds. No bathroom or kitchen or anything, just the next step up in roughing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jz7eTPDFjLg/SZ4UMCq06AI/AAAAAAAAACE/n4ViT4Zd_bw/s1600-h/cabins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jz7eTPDFjLg/SZ4UMCq06AI/AAAAAAAAACE/n4ViT4Zd_bw/s200/cabins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304699608196507650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rancho Oso is a very family-friendly place. It reminded me of tagging along with my friend Katie's family to Lutheran Church camp as kid. They offer family dining on the premises. We didn't utilize that, we brought our own food. And beer/wine/booze. Like most campsites, they requested no alcohol on the premises but the Rancho Oso store carried plenty and when the ranger told us to put out our fire at 10:30 pm, I know he saw the empty wine bottles we had. He didn't say anything. i.e. They turn a blind eye to alcohol. The people that work the ranch are wonderful as long as you're a good guest. They just want you to have a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Other item of note: Really cool restaurant about 10 min. away called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.coldspringtavern.com/"&gt;Cold Springs Tavern&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1564594144732324685-3342715520085170308?l=beercrawl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/feeds/3342715520085170308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-camping-in-santa-barbara.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564594144732324685/posts/default/3342715520085170308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1564594144732324685/posts/default/3342715520085170308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beercrawl.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-camping-in-santa-barbara.html' title='February Camping in Santa Barbara'/><author><name>Tamra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13099261495531767650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jz7eTPDFjLg/SZ4TveVQzoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/B-V316WZwAw/s72-c/wagons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
