i got nothing better to do. i wander around. i talk to the people. i drink what they pour. i eat what they serve.

and i take as many pictures as i can with the iphone. then at night i should upload some of them here.

join me after the jump so we can see what nonsense i did to kill the time yesterday.

karisa said if i hiked 5 times a week during this period, i’d lose my baby fat.

so i ventured into a dog park and conversed with tons of dogs

dogs like me. and why shouldnt they. im just as cray as anyone they know. sadly i dont smell like pee.

or ass.

after an hour hike i smell about as good as an old crappy cap sitting on a tree stump.

this lady who was collecting cans and bottles smelled like perfume. lots of perfume.

dogs didnt care. thats one reason we love them, rarely do they care.

saw some weird writings in concrete

on stickers

and on little business cards, but it’s hollywood, odds are you’re gonna see something weird from time to time

all you can do is keep on keeping on and ordering a small chicken meal

my chicken guy, obviously a busblog reader, doubled my order at no extra charge, which was sweet

and then one of my former coworkers took me out for some nice strong drinks.

walked around all day humming that Seth MacFarlane song from the Oscars.

also several other cool things happened that i just remembered. guess we’ll tell those tomorrow.