what the hell are we doing drinking in LA in our early thirties? Or something

sunset strip
me and Passman in Hollywood

During our time in LA we spent an afternoon in Hollywood. We went to the In-N-Out Burger, the American Apparel shop, and got our photos taken next to the sign. And of course we got hustled onto an open top bus to see the celebrity homes (we got them down to $14 ...or they did)

'a gogo with the Juicy stories where he got Busted Hugh Grant'

We saw the club where River Phoenix died, the house where Michael Jackson died, and the hotel where Whitney Houston died. Actually it was quite depressing. Luckily we didn't die at any of our own shows (aye!) but we did discover that the public decency laws were a bit stricter...

police chase
things quickly got out of hand