On Saturday I woke up and drove over to the VW dealership. They needed to finish detailing my car (they hadn't quite finished on Thursday even though I waited, oh, I dunno three hours for it), and they thought that would take a while, so I had Z pick me up.
LA Moment: On the way back towards the house, we were stopped from making a left turn by a cop and there was a long motorcade of hot sports cars (Ferraris, Lamborghinis, etc.) that cruised by, and hanging out of a few were guys with cameras. There was even a helicoper above us. It was pretty crazy. The whole event only lasted for a few minutes, but it was fun to watch.
See?!
There was even a helicopter.
We then headed over to Venice and grabbed some lunch at this yummy BBQ place called Baby Blues. After munching on Cuban-style corn, we cruised by the Painted Lady to see Mary. She's responsible for the decor of the local Urban Outfitters and most of her secondhand furniture has been painted white or a garish (but fun) pink. I snagged a 64" French dresser and a nightstand for about $250, including delivery (though my upstairs neighbor had to help the guy get it in the door). Not bad. I spent most of the rest of the day organizing and chilling with K until I headed out with my cousin to his friends' show down in Culver City.
The show was fun. The guys in the band (Jackyl Headed Front) were cool and a million times better than the guy they went on after. That dude was like a walking Hollywood cliche. He and his band performed dull spoken word songs about crystal meth and he definitely tried to seem way cooler than he actually was. I enjoyed JHF, though admittedly, I spent most of the time talking to the people around me and making friends. I got some dating advice from one of the girls there - all guys in LA are liars or cheaters. She's apparently dated a bunch of guys who turned out to have longterm girlfriends. I'm really not looking for diddly squat except friends right now, so I'm not going to worry about that, but it might not be bad to keep that in the back of my mind for some later date.
LA Moment 2: On the way back, my cousin and I drove past Sony Studios, and there, on the side of the building, was a giant blow-up Spider-Man in the black costume. It was HUGE!
On Sunday, I actually slept in till 10, which is wicked late for me. K and I went out with her bf to grab some coffee and lunch at this super super cute 50s style diner where there were a bunch of dudes chilling with their Cameros and Firebirds and other souped-up muscle cars.
The view from our outdoor table was lovely. It was of the marina and you could see all of the yachts and smaller boats bobbing in the water.
After lunch, the three of us made the trip down to IKEA so we could get all of the essentials for the house (curtain rods, mats, etc.) and we spent the rest of the day attempting to hang photos, towel racks, and other doodads. A few things went up, but we're struggling a bit with the bathroom since the walls are sheet rock and they crumble easily.
After the two of them scooted out for the night, my upstairs neighbor invited me to have dinner with him and his friend and other roommate. While it misted, they grilled steak, salmon, artichokes, potatoes, and asparagus and told me about all the great bars and farmer markets in the area and other little places I should know about. When dinner was ready, we went upstairs and I got to watch the end of the Red Sox/Yankees game (the sox swept for the first time in 17 years - nice work guys) and enjoy the meal over a bottle of red wine with three new friends.
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