
Perhaps this holiday travel season you stayed a fancy motel. Perhaps it was as fancy as
The Gobbler. Click on the link and hit "Next" to take the tour. Enjoy!
IN 3(TEE)D

It's known as The Sport of Kings. Back in the day, the likes of Sea Biscuit and many other great champions raced around Hollywood Park. But now it's just a giant fading memory, a huge land mass in Inglewood that's now home to a mediocre casino and shares the parking lot with the LA Forum (another dwindling landmark). Well, rumor has it that they want to tear down this monument to sports gambling, probably to put up a Super Walmart or live work lofts or something. It's sad really. Apparently, in the 1950's before the internet or GTV or other legalized sports book outlets, attendance was around 80,000 people per day. Now it has dwindled to 4,000 people per day with a little bit more in attendance when young whipper-snappers like me go on Friday Nights for $1 Beer and $1 hot dogs. They also usually have bands on Friday Night like, Flock of Seagulls, The Smithereens, English Beat or Super Diamond.
Man, really love this place. Yes it's seedy. Yes it's sketchy. Yes, it's dirty, but it's fun and something different to do. So I ask you, should it stay or should it go now? I'm going to try to go to the track on the last day of this season, this Sunday, December 21st. The also have $1 beers and $1 hot dogs on Sundays.


Like many MOL's or Men of Leisure, I live near the ocean. I wonder why so many people are drawn to the water? Is it because if it gets really bad we'll just swim for it? The long vast endlessness I believe draws us, just to the shore or maybe a few miles off the coast in a boat. Perhaps it's the sound of the waves crashing. It's like therapeutic, reminding us of time spent as fetuses in the womb. (Also See: Rocking Chairs). I like to go for strolls on the beach. I really don't think there's a better way to clear your head or take pictures of sea gulls. 
