theyre musicians at the musician institute

LAX was beautiful on a Friday afternoon. super crowded though, but pretty.

ran into an xbi stewardess and offered her a free ride to downtown so we could catch up

realized an hour later that she had poisoned me and remembered im an idiot

took a shower and went to an old school barber to have my beard shaved off

realized how beautiful the koreatown square is becoming

remembered i need to get a better phone tomorrow because this iphone camera is just the pits

i mean look at all of this, and yet it looks like turds

this man chillin at the park deserves better

somehow ended up in Burbank where these teens had me drive to a liquor store (!?!) so they could get some Budweisers

maybe kids just look young to me because im a gazillion years old

picked up these nice ladies who were having a bachelorette party. the bride to be is from chicago

her gay friend called it The Paris of the Midwest and asked me if i thought it would catch on

i said, in Chicago? unlikely.

then at 2am, super close to my house i picked up these two, also from Turkey going to LAX

and i said, wow, youre the second turks i am taking there today, the other two were musicians

they screamed

i said, no not famous ones, theyre going to Musicians Institute

they screamed louder

THATS MY BOYFRIEND! the young lady said

and then we listened to hip hop all the way from los feliz to LAX

the world is tiny, even if youre driving