So tonight I drove farther down Sunset Boulevard than I'd ever been before, I was going to meet up with some friends at a bar. Experienced tonight for the first time:

- A car that hops. I really had thought that people didn't use hydraulics like that in real life, but there it was, sitting at the light on Santa Monica Boulevard, going up and down.
- A Hollywood hooker. She walked past me on Sunset after I'd parked my car and was heading to the bar. Fur coat down to the ground (a bit warm for Hollywood during the summer), fishnet stockings, pants that ended about a millimeter after her legs started. The guys in the Beemer parked on the street seemed awfully interested in her, but she wanted nothing to do with them.
- I parked across the street from the world-famous Palladium. It still blows my mind that I'm in the midst of all these places that I heard about for years that seemed like myths but are now places I hang out at.