My Block by Big Steve

LAist is currently holding a Bloc Party ticket giveaway. Email LAist at gmail.com with a little something about your block and the winner gets two free tickets to see Bloc Party at the Greek next Thursday. Deadline for entry is 4pm tomorrow.

I have a three minute conversation every time i share my address:
"Yes, I'm serious, I live on Stoner Ave mom... No, I'm not kidding...
No, I didn't choose it, I hate stoners... Yes, it's seriously my
address..." and on. I wish it were fairydust lane. I've come home
to helicopters circling my block numerous times - a common l.a.
occurance - but it makes it incredibly difficult to get to work on
time when your next-door neighbor, the head of the Culver City Boys
gang, is splattered across the sidewalk two cars away from yours.
I've never met, nor spoken to a single person in my neighborhood with
the exception of my roommate and my landlord the day i moved in two
years ago. No, that's not an exaggeration. I like my block except for
the school bells ringing as I'm trying to sleep and the fleet of
motor homes that has been parked in front of my building for the past
7 months.

And I like listening to Bloc Party too... usually with my bff anna
(who has two blocks, each much nicer than mine). She's never
actually been to my block. I have trouble with brevity.

photo by steve