Showing posts with label L.A.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label L.A.. Show all posts

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Friday

HOLLYWOOD (Calif.) -- I finally met some famous people. We saw Batman, the Joker, like three Spidermans, Freddy Kruger and Jason tried to machete me. Good thing it wasn't Friday the 13th.

I'm talking, of course, about the (in)famous Hollywood Boulevard Walk of Fame. We rode the L.A. Metro to get there. Yes, L.A. has a subway system. And then we decided to hoof it over to West Hollywood.

We stumbled across L.A. Ink on La Brea Avenue--Kat Von D.'s tattoo shop and TLC show. No Kat, but Corey Miller was working the needle while TLC filmed an episode. Sorry, no parlor pics here; TLC wouldn't allow photography while they were filming. I was tempted to get tatted, but the wait might have ate up my last L.A. day. So we moved on.

The classy blues/rock bar Baby Blue's BBQ on Santa Monica Boulevard offered happy hour from 1 p.m. - 8 p.m. $3 premium drafts for seven hours? Yes please. We didn't stay that long, but I did get flipped off by Johnny Cash (left). I too have been everywhere, John.

We're keeping it low key in L.A. tonight. I have to fly out of LAX early in the a.m.


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Thursday, May 28, 2009

L.A. day: 2-3

BURBANK (Calif.) -- L.A. traffic is ANNOYING. We haven't done much yet because it takes FOR-EV-ERR to get places.

We went to Universal City (the Universal Studios complex in the middle of Burbank) to see a movie. I don't recommend this theater; you have to pay for parking.

The whole complex reeks of capitalism. I couldn't walk five feet in any direction without spending money somewhere. And when I tried to leave, I ran into King Kong.

We hopped on the 405 down to Santa Monica today to visit my buddy Bill. He's working on a few writing projects, but that's all I can say about that. I don't want to leak his ideas to anybody out there. I'm pretty sure that's how Paul Blart: Mall Cop and Observe and Report (two movies about mall security) came out at the same time.

Tomorrow's my last day in L.A. I just want to see one famous person. Ideally, I run into Conan O'Brien before he takes The Tonight Show throne or [insert hot actress here], but I'll settle for like the "O" face guy from Office Space.


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Wednesday, May 27, 2009

L.A. day: 1

LOS ANGELES (Calif.) -- We made it. My first order of business: get some In-N-Out Burger.

Katie's place is on Barham Boulevard in Burbank. I found an In-N-Out Burger on the nearby Cahuenga Boulevard (L.A. loves boulevards).

The name itself is a bit ironic. When comparing to Burger King or McDonald's, I most certainly wasn't "in and out." But the food was worth the wait.

First of all, they use fresh potatoes to make the fries. I saw one guy boiling a bunch of peeled potatoes to be diced into delicious french fries.

The burger tasted good. I'm not going to sit here and say it was the best I've ever had. It wasn't. But I could tell they used fresh ingredients (as with the fries). The meat was cooked to order (not prepackaged). And they used some kind of special sauce to zest things up a bit.

Aside from the shakes, I've mentioned everything on the In-N-Out menu. They've focused their efforts on mastering one meal: burgers and fries.

But that's good. And I'm confident that when I get another burger here, it'll be as simple as in and out.


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