Did I scare you? Don't worry, you'll feel better after a few Snickers bars.(Patch reran my 2010 Halloween column. If you missed it last year, take a look at some of the many ways South Pasadena is an enchanted city.)
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Did I scare you? Don't worry, you'll feel better after a few Snickers bars.
Careful if you walk past the store window at Fair Oaks Pharmacy and Soda Fountain. This guy might just jump out and get you.
...I married the love of my life.
If you haven't taken a stroll through South Pasadena's pumpkin patch, you're missing out on one of the best parts of Halloween. (Just make sure not to look at the animatronic zombie who removes his head at the checkout stand. Shudder.)
We "breathe" in a dimension fabricated by pictures, which visibly comprise a great deal of our environment.
I was going to tell you a few little-known facts about South Pasadena's famous Oaklawn bridge, but after volunteering at Little Bit's school and then helping her with almost 2 hours of homework, I have no capacity for coherent thoughts.
Look around South Pasadena's beautiful old homes and you'll find enough little details to make the CEO of Restoration Hardware gnash his teeth in a jealous rage. There are antique light fixtures, water glass set in sash windows, century-old oak plank floors,old zinc locks and brass furnace grates and enough crown moulding to land a show on HGTV. It's pretty great to live around so much history -- the subtle, sweet history of home.
I can't decide which South Pas neon sign I love most. There's the historic one above Gus's. There's the Fair Oaks Pharmacy sign above the door as well as the one around the corner that, if taken out of context, makes hipsters giggle and jab each other in the ribs. We can't forget the newer Parking sign on Meridian that seems to conjure images of Raymond Chandler characters. They are all great bits of colored light.
Those Craftsman artisans sure knew what they were talking about when they insisted function blend beautifully into integrated form. These river rocks may serve the utilitarian purpose of holding up one of South Pasadena's century-old homes, but they also offer endless artistic inspiration.
What's not to love about every single detail of South Pasadena's vintage cars?
In schools all over the city, you'll find little details that reveal our next generation's passions, hopes and dreams. These are the things you won't find on standardized test scores or report cards. They're not usually the most important topics of discussion among Tiger Moms or guidance counselors. These are the playful, expansive little details that so often get drummed out of us by the time we reach adulthood, eclipsed by "reality," and all its buzz-killing propriety, expectation and responsibility.
I continue with a week of South Pasadena details. Here, cryptic words fade into an old picnic table at Garfield Park. "You and I will always be..."
Welcome to a week of little details here at Glimpses. Let's take a look at some of the textures and patterns that make up the fabric of our town.
Little Bit isn't the only one still running a fever. South Pasadena sweltered yesterday with yet another day of unrelenting heat. (My garden thermometer was 101 at 3:00PM.) What happened to autumn?
Long before this building was known for great Indian food and award winning cupcakes, it was the Mission Arroyo Hotel. Built in 1923, the ground floor was designated for shops, while the upper floor offered lodging. Back in the day, it advertised "New, modern, all outside rooms near streetcars and restaurants." The rate was $6 to $7 per week, depending on the view.
I realized that I have a lot of shots like this -- kind of moody, abstract reflections. Since Little Bit is still sick with fever, I'm feeling moody and abstract, too.
We spent hours at Urgent Care, and then even more hours in the Huntington Hospital ER with Little Bit last night. I'm worn out -- though not as worn out as a sweet 6 year old with 104 degree fever who had to have a chest X-ray, a bunch of lab tests and a near-miss with a lunatic Urgent Care doctor who tried to order a lumbar puncture and CT scan. Calmer heads prevailed at the hospital, and we're home with what looks like one hell of a nasty stomach bug.
This year's first autumn storm caught me without an umbrella or a camera, but I managed to capture a moment without dropping my iPhone in one South Pasadena's overflowing gutters. 
It's been a busy couple of days. If anybody wants me, I'll be loading up on coffee, eggs and hashbrowns while compulsively playing hashtag games on Twitter. (As illustrated above.)
There aren't many places in the world where you can wake up and find a wild parrot feather on your front porch steps...

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