Tonight (Friday night if you look at this late, late time stamp) Cary and I went to LA to celebrate his older sis's 40th birthday.
LA is so ... LA. Movie billboards pop up everywhere. Outfits could range from Portland, Oregon, to West Hollywood to New York City. I wonder if I was telepathic if everyone would be thinking about auditions and sex and making Perez Hilton headlines. And only in LA would would we be having an after party in an apartment building where a former boy band member and his Maxim cover girl girlfriend reside. Only in LA.