ack when I lived in LA, Dory and I would occasionally go out on the town. Usually we went to Santa Monica but once in a while we'd visit Beverly Hills to see how the people who have money live. One of the stranger flourishes of the Beverly Hills landscape was this statue of Thomas Jefferson plunked, for no discernable reason, on some random bench. It was one of those things that starts to consume you if you think about it too much, so this is a picture of me exorcising my Jeffersonian obsession.
ack when I lived in LA, Dory and I would occasionally go out on the town. Usually we went to Santa Monica but once in a while we'd visit Beverly Hills to see how the people who have money live. One of the stranger flourishes of the Beverly Hills landscape was this statue of Thomas Jefferson plunked, for no discernable reason, on some random bench. It was one of those things that starts to consume you if you think about it too much, so this is a picture of me exorcising my Jeffersonian obsession.