Monday, May 30, 2011

It’s the South OC Triangle, a mysterious FM radio void between Laguna Beach, Dana Point and San Clemente, where one can’t get lock onto a strong NPR signal. Static electricity drowns out All Things Considered, This American Life and Fresh Air whenever one is driving within the city limits of some of the bluest towns in a very red county. Conspiracy or coincidence? You decide.

Saturday, May 28, 2011

It’s the winos of San Clemente, swerving their cars up and down the PCH on a Saturday night.

Friday, May 27, 2011

It’s where guys come to bro out, and gals come to be beach chic.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

It’s four season flip-flops.

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

It’s surfer guy dogma – a blend of oceanic mysticism and boys club croneyism.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

It’s signing a surfboard instead of a guestbook at an OC wedding.

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It's So Cal is a space where I will comment upon the fascinating and baffling desert in which I live, Southern California. The name comes from one of the greatest movie lines in one of the greatest movies of all time, which also takes place in Southern California, Chinatown. My version: "Forget it, Stacey. It's So Cal."

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