I keep hearing about how Chicago is ungodly hot right now, and it’s so strange to be here in San Francisco where it’s almost kind of cold. Sadly, my hotel has an outdoor pool. Even more sadly, it has no internet access. But I’m getting out and taking photos.
Here is a quick LA summary. I ate: curried wild boar, an In-N-Out burger, and fresh scallops at a restuarant somewhere around where the Manson Family lived. I saw: Hollywood Blvd., the Scientology Celebrity Center, my friend Amy, some improv, the stage where Thai Elvis plays (but not Thai Elvis himself), my friend Brian, Glenn Danzig’s house, the ocean, about seven thousand promotional signs for Herbie: Fully Loaded, for fuck’s sake. Celebrities I met: the woman who makes the 30-Second Bunnies films; Pamie. I drove: The 5, the 110, the 101, the 105, and the 134, though not at all in that order.