I was born in Santa Barbara, but I've been here since the early 80s. Even if I can't claim LA nativity, I think that's a pretty swell combination.
Good poetry or tough detective fiction are always in decent proximity. A few people tell me that I've got something in my own writing, but I don't care since it will all end up in a steamer trunk, anyhow. Music is a memory-marker for me. It helps me accurately retrieve my memories. Thank you, music.
Oh yeah, getting away from the city is clutch decompression. So every few months, me and some friends watch the crazy stars out in the Mojave. I'm not a camping fiend, but I need to see the Milky Way galaxy frequently to remind me how silly our comic book religions, turf wars, and evaporating possessions are. That sounds heavy, but believe me, you'll bust out laughing if you go out there and let the stars show you that fundamental truth.