city of angels part 3

after our ferris wheel ride,
we strolled the 3rd Street Promenade.
we stopped in at urban outfitters
and stood and watched a street performer
play sweet home alabama.
he had an accent. it sounded funny.

The next stop...somewhere in LaLa Land to visit Krish, Bam and their newest addition, Khalil. Colin joined and we ate yummy pizza. We stayed longer than we should have and I debated weather or not I would go to work the next day. We had a long drive ahead of us and I wasn't up to it.

We headed back for Santa Monica where Matt was waiting for us with the Music Man on TV. Being that I'm gay when it comes to musicals, I was pretty damned excited. The sound of the Morse brothers singing 76 trombones was the best lullaby I could hope for.

We woke up the next day and lounged around LA a bit longer. We bought underpants and sundresses, you know the basics. We skipped Roscoe's this time around and went somewhere with really good fajitas. who doesn't like fajitas? it was happy hour and apparently also someones bday...shots all around. great...we're supposed to be leaving!

the highlight of the day was when some washed up porn star with collagen lips and major botox sat at the table behind us, weeping uncontrollably. Russell and I tried to figure out what was going on. Perhaps she was meeting the guy across from her and he dumped her. Maybe he was her agent and he told her she was a washed up porn star.We even thought she might be auditioning, it was that dramatic. i don't know, it's LA. Anything is possible. she went around the corner, probably to engage in some illicit washed up porn star activity. When she came back, the dude across from her moved tables. He didn't know her after all.

Curiouser and Curiouser

If you look closely, she's the blond on the left. I'm not that good of a paparazzo. I'm learning.