Found a games store in Lancaster. Now for anyone who does not know I’m a huge geek stop reading so that you may still think of me as awesome.
Ended up having a nice chat with the owners. All geeky warhammer stuff. Kinda fun to get my geek on.
Then up and down the main street I drove, stopping to take pictures of this and that. On one stop, a black women in a car leaned out the window and asked what I was taking a picture of. Like it was just something you don’t see every day. In fact, after I told her I was taking a picture of the post office, she said just that. Now that’s something you don’t see every day.
I had to laugh.
First, that she would ask that question. Then that she would offer up her observation. So very un-Canadian.
Then I decided to check out the Palmdale sheriff station and oh, momma, was that ever different.
It was new inside and out. Clean. Uncluttered by the unwashed masses. Like the station on Main st in Vancouver, it was right across from a pretty iffy looking housing development, the type where people have their couches outside, right beside their rusty old cars and mangy-looking dogs.
Bravely, I went inside and there, hiding behind a homemade cardboard sunscreen was a nice deputy. I asked if I could take pictures but she said, no. Too bad, there were a lot of neat little details, not the least of which was the damn screen she’d made so that she wouldn’t be blinded when the late afternoon sun baked the entire entrance area. She was nice enough to give me some information as well, so screw you, Lancaster, Palmdale rocks!
In some ways, it would make more sense to change the setting but I probably won’t. Likely the Lancaster station in my book will be an amalgam of the two stations.
I loved finding that station, though. It was so much more like what I imagined a new LASD station would look like.
So, tomorrow, a long, long drive back to Las Vegas. Must get rid of car, must check in and must start writing my book.
Not sure I’ll be able to post like crazy. Novel comes first.
Wish me luck.