Day 8

At some point I'll be filling in the gaps between Day 1 and today. In the mean time, here's the latest:

Yesterday G-Man and I headed down to Venice Beach.

It was a little chilly, so the beaches were deserted, but there were still lots of local weirdos, skate kids, and crusty people selling hippie necklaces and hideous drawings of other states of consciousness.

Then later, back at G-Man's house, we won the election, and a few of G-Man's friends came over to visit.

Somehow we got REALLY drunk (again - this keeps happening while I'm around the G-Man), but things were made a bit better by walking the 4 blocks to Astro Burger. It was there that I consumed a super-delicious, gigantic burger topped with bacon, cheese, and AVOCADO! Their fries were also kick-ass: crispy and tasty. Their onion rings were sub-par, but still good enough.

On the walk back home, I tried the door of a strip joint called Paris House, because the hours on the door said it closed at 8pm - which I just couldn't believe. The door was locked though, so it would seem the sign was right, as insane as that is.

I'm kinda glad the door didn't open, since it looked like the shadiest peeler bar I've ever seen in my entire life.

Today Gareth and I will be making our pilgrimage to Las Vegas.

We're gonna go see Carrot Top. Oh lord.

There are a bunch of pictures to post, but a lot of them are stranded on my phone due to technical difficulties. Keep your panties on.