So surreal to fly from snow and ice to 80 degrees in L.A. in December. It's just not that far away, but so, so different. Long work day, then tonight: Christmas Lights, Tequila and Wrestlers - El Carmen...see the hangover guide and yelp reviews for a portrait of the place. I was such an exuberant tourist, I bought a t-shirt (photos forthcoming). Building a bar around the theme of Mexican Wrestling Masks wouldn't seem like a winner, but trust me. Awesome. Co-worker Keith's slogan for the evening: "Take the fun" -- it made sense at the time.
And when we were killing time at The Grove earlier on (an extravagently odd outdoor theme-park mall in West Hollywood with pedestrian walkways and posh shops), standing near "the world's largest Christmas tree" and Santa's impressive shrine, there was a loud, gonging bell which signified the dumping of fake snow over the assembled masses standing near palm trees wrapped in Christmas lights. It was a sort of soapy foam that was surprisingly convincing, yet so artificial as to be irritating...until I saw two little Californian kids chasing "snowflakes" with pure joy on their cherubic faces.