Soundtrack: The Who, The Seeker (Edit)
Armen began to notice something peculiar about Los Angeles. There were plants everywhere—beautiful plants in a myriad varieties. He soon took to exploring that botanical variety, and he even took to collecting samples. There were lawns everywhere, and all kinds of flowers, shrubs, and trees. Everywhere he went, he wandered off sidewalks to capture samples, drawing curious looks from homeowners, gardeners, and children. He would stop, write on a little envelope, pull the sample, and put it in the envelope. He would come home with a daypack full of envelopes. Armen’s room was a great matrix of samples. The bed, too, was covered with samples, which was just as well. Armen had a hammock hung in the room. Rented mattresses made him uneasy.
Armen opened the pack and inserted envelopes at various locations. When all envelopes were inserted, he then began regrouping envelopes around the room.
One day Armen found his friend Geoff napping by the 5 one morning, and he sat next to him and offered him half his sandwich. Geoff accepted the offer and sat up.
“Geoff,” Armen began.
Geoff nodded as he bit into the subway sandwich.
“Have you noticed all the different things that grow around here?”
“The s—,“ Geoff began, and then thought the wiser, and finished chewing. “That’s the sun, dude.”
“Sure.” Armen paused. “But it rarely rains around here. How do they do it?”
“They water the plants, dude!”
“Oh.” Armen thought. “Where do they get the water?”
“Shit, dude! How should I know?”
“Sorry, man. What was I thinking?” Armen got up and left.