The other day, I went to see Inception, good movie. Kicked it super tough with a friend of mine, who I got to know a little bit better, after the movie. Also on this day, for whatever reason, I had to take a piss every 30 fucking minutes. This happens to me from time to time. Sometimes, I just drink too much water. Its awful.
So right before I jump in my car to go home, I use the restroom. I get in my car, get on the 405 and what do you know? Im getting that, “Imma need to piss soon” feeling yet again! But! I figured I could hold it before I got home. Its the weekend, northbound traffic on the 405 shouldnt be that bad. SIKE!
It was kind of moving, but it wasnt moving fast enough. Then traffic would stop from time to time. Not a good thing. The freeway in LA has alot of bumps. I dont think I need to expand much from there. But my bladder took it upon its self to do some expanding of its own. Alot quicker than I would have liked. If youve ever been stuck in traffic and had to take a piss, you know how much hell I was in. I was CUSSING on the freeway. Trying to debate if I should get off and find a gas station or something. But I was constantly getting fooled by traffic! By the time I knew it, I was at Santa Monica Blvd. Getting off around there is pointless. Trying to find some where to pee wouldnt have been the issue. Finding some where to fucking park over there, and or make a left or some other stupid ass traffic situation over in that part of town would have resulted in me pissing on myself. Just getting off the damn freeway is hard over there.
So Im faced with an even tougher choice now. Hold it until I get into the valley some where. Or… pull over in the Sepulveda pass some where and water a bush….. or 3. It felt like I was gonna let loose a damn gallon!
If youre thinking to yourself. Theres no way he made it home before he couldnt hold it no more. You’d be right. And when I reached this truth, I was at the Skirball Center exit. I dont know where the fuck I went, but I found a empty construction site. Wrestled my zipper open, popped open both doors and relieved my self! I didnt even get out the damn car, I just leaned over. I was trying to not look like I was being all ignorant and taking a piss on the side of the road in Bel Air n shit lol. But I was!
After I wet up every thing that was on that side of the car, I was back on the road. Feeling oh so much better. So lets get back on the freeway. I crossed the bridge that is right off the exit where I got off the freeway at. So naturally, there should be an entrance some where around here. Well I didnt see it from where I came. So I took some road that I believed was gonna get me to Sepulveda. WRONG!
This road just kept going up and up and up. The road got smaller and more curvy. I come from behind some bushes. And I see this:
Turns out I was taking the back way to Mullholland Gateway Park. This is the most amazing view of the valley Ive seen from this side of the valley. I live on the otherside, on the hill and it looks awesome from that side. On the south side, the mountains are higher, So you can see more. The peek up there is so high, its possible to be above clouds, if they are low enough. Which is the reason the valley is so hot. These mountains blocks that ocean breeze.
People living up here are living swell. There is a giant ass church up here right on the edge of the mountain. There is a huge ass window where Im sure you can get an unobstructed view of the whole valley. Its beautiful.
I got a face full of eye candy that day. Great day.