Back from four days in LA. Southwest to Burbank, lunch with Maren and Shushi for Christmas with Adrienne. Best part of Christmas is not thinking that virgin’s birth. Murakami, Thai massages, farmers market and Third street, Griffith’s observatory, Venice to see skanks, tar pits to Japantown, looked up Adrienne’s skirts, fro yo and Pinkberry’s; all in all a tasty treat.
PS: “Gulbuddin Hekmatyar” How I wish I could stone your ass to death. Where are you, you sack of shit?