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Do you know your city? Day 18, 30 day writing challenge.

 
Well...after my spill-my-guts session yesterday, I am not sure what to write about today.  HA!  I could tell you about my day, but pretty sure you don't give a rats-ass about that...so...hmm....Insert Jeopardy theme*...Checks watch....paces the room....stares for an unreasonable amount of time out a window...takes a walk...stares at a blank computer screen...stares at keyboard...stares at fingers that should be typing on said keyboard the words that should be appearing on the blank screen....nothing.  Well, I think I might have it....and no, I didn't do any of those things above, I just typed them, one after the other for dramatic purposes. *big smile*
 
I just received a phone call from a friend in Houston who will be visiting San Diego with her husband.  Though this beautiful town is my hometown, I haven't lived there in quite some time and honestly, I have forgotten many points of interests, save for the typical, Zoo, Sea World and sporting events.  I have gone to Comic Con for several years now and I visit family, but those happenings leave you isolated from your own city.
 
I am actually ashamed that I don't know more. In fact, if you asked me to what to do in Orange County and LA, I might only be able to come up with Amusement Parks, Museums and sporting events, completely forgetting that both cities serve up very good theater, beaches, piers, historial landmarks...etc...Either way, it is a sad sad thing that I admit to. 
 
I find when I go somewhere, I search the hell out of those cities, even hunting down a favorite author when I went to Boston, so I could pay my respects.  Thank you Henry James for being easy to find. I think someday if I am ever lucky enough to visit England, Lord Byron and the Shelley's will be on my list too, but that's a topic for another day. 
 
Getting back on point, because as the last 17 days have shown, I am all over the place when I blog (better here, than in my stories), I am not exactly sure why I don't know more POI's in my hometown, or the 'Greater LA Area'.  Maybe the exercise should be this, sit down with a piece of paper and a pen and try to write down five things you would suggest to anyone visiting your neck of the woods.  It can be within a fifty mile radius.  Can you come up with anything, or I am the only dingleberry that doesn't have a clue about what's around them until I Google it?
 
Don't get me wrong, I can find a lot of things to do, it just comes down to this....when I want to be spontaneous, I forget everything I suggest to people and when they ask me at the last minute, I forget everything I have suggested to people.  Sounds like a personal issue really, that said I will have to break this ongoing cycle. 
 
Until tomorrow...I am going to go and start a list in my phone. 
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