I'm very, very tired from my fun and frolicksome NYC weekend, so I am just going to summarize my trip to LA thusly:
First, I did this:
In LA, we did this, in fine style, with a picnic and everything:
I also did this, which caused a whole lot of envy amongst the Angelenos of my acquaintance:
One night, my friend took me to her house in Long Beach and we went out to dinner this way:
I finally got to Father's Office, where I ate this and was underwhelmed. Though the stuffed figs and the beer selection were exquisite:
I also ate a whole bunch of this in Gardena at our "secret" hole in the wall place:
We also ate here, but we didn't see any celebrities:
After we had lunch, we went to our store, where I scored these $450 shoes for 62 bucks. Tres sexy, non?
These are strictly indoor shoes. Get your minds out of the gutter.
Someone else took me here, and again we didn't see celebrities, just a bunch of d-baggy Hollywood types:
On one of my free nights, I went here for a couple of drinks by myself, and had to flee because some d-baggy Hollywood type was making the most vile propositions:
Listen, anyone who knows me knows that I'm no prude, so if a stranger says something that even I can't repeat it must be pretty disgusting.
Oh right, I was there to work, wasn't I? While all of this other fun stuff was going on, I did a whole lot of this:
And in my off-hours, I did a ton of this:
Last but most certainly not least, I also saw this guy a couple of times:
Heavens! If I had known woodpeckers were such great kissers, I would have kissed a lot more of them a whole lot sooner!
And that was my trip to Los Angeles.
