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Seems Like the Wrath of the Gods Got a Punch on The Nose and it Started to Flow (The Secret Word for Today is Fantandic.)  
And on the third day there was sleep. But perhaps not enough.

Yeah, I know that title is pretty dramatic, but I'd be doing my boys a disservice if I didn't include lyrics one of my favorite Led Zeppelin songs.

By this point we were dragging, but we pulled ourselves together to meet Laura Somers at the Griddle Cafe. Meanwhile her boyfriend Peter had a meeting at the Coffee Bean across the street. How L.A. is that?

No too many pictures here, I'm not really a big photographer, but I'm trying to get better. I'm more of a "leave the camera in the car" kind of girl.

The food at the Griddle Cafe was both excellent and plentiful. There was a long wait to get in, and I leaned against the wall outside for support as I struggled to string sentences together, but then the restaurant crier brought chocolate. Once we got a table and beverages the french press coffee straightened me right out. The company couldn't have been better. It was fantastic to see Laura and to get her perspective on the west coast.



Tired on a Sunday afternoon? Female? Try this: Pull out the convertible bed part of the sofa. Throw pillows sheets, and feather bed upon it. Close blinds. Put Pride and Prejudice DVD on the television. Doze to the lull of British voices as they overcome social status and themselves to fall in love. It's like sleeping with football or golf on for girls.

That night we went to Barney's Beanery for dinner, where it was unfortunately Karaoke Night. I can enjoy a good karaoke event, but it's really something one has to prepare for mentally. I couldn't imagine Janis or Jim sitting at the bar enjoying a Karaoke version of Bohemian Rhapsody.

Then we drove around a bit, trekked a bit of the Walk of Fame, Saw Grauman's Chinese Theater, the Kodak Theater (I think Sesame Street Live is currently playing), and the Scientology Center.


Dean and my Shadow.


Bina's Chucks in Johnny's Doc prints.


This one is for Eric. He knows why.

posted by Maxwell at 10:32 PM