Couples Retreat

This past weekend, Callie and I exercised some of the nice perks that interns get and went to see a free screening of Couple's Retreat down on the Universal lot. Very cool to be there on the weekend, we got to park in one of the executive garages and walked around the empty lot. Production lots on the weekends are like schools during the summer time, empty and quiet and being there just feels wrong. Thankfully, we found the screening room without too much trouble (callie had been there for a CSI screening) and got our seats just as the movie started. One of the best parts about seeing a movie on the lot, NO PREVIEWS. The movie was just OK, typical Vince Vaughn schtick, Bateman was good and Kristen Bell (my dad's favorite TV detective) was cute as usual, but it got long in the middle and didn't really pay off. Long story short, free was the way to see it. Fun times on the lot.

Out on a Tuesday? Rebecca's 21st

A few weeks ago, our dear roommate Rebskies decided to go and turn 21 on a Tuesday. Callie and I, being the only ones of our friends able to go out for such an event, accompanied her out as designated driver, and drinker, respectively. For family and propreity reasons, most of the pictures from that night cannot be posted, but we did have an excellent time. Starting out at the Pink Margarita, where some Hollywood hipster types took about ten minutes to change Reb's "I'm not doing tequila shots" tune, we moved on to The Room, then to a scary club where let's just say we were NOT in the racial majority, and finally, a cool rocker joint called The Burgandy Room, where I knod of wish we had been all along. Rebecca had a great time, met her "long lost sister" and got a bunch of free drinks. I also had a good time, until my alarm went off at 6:30 the next morning to go to work.

((Figured this one was appropriate enough--the only one who's really identifiable is the bartender, who claimed that Rebecca was just like her sister and proceeded to give her many free drinks. Needless to say, after this, we packed it up.))

Beach "Clean Up" and Sharkeez (Eats in LA #8)!!

A few weeks ago, my roommates and I made the good intentioned, but ill-planned, decision to sign up for National Beach Clean Up Day. It sounded like a nice thing to do, an opportunity to give something back to our newfound city. The one detail we overlooked was that it was on a Saturday morning. Early. In Redondo. Not wanting to be "those girls" who bailed on their commitments, we rolled our butts out of bed and showed up...only to discover that we were the only ones (aside from the rommates of the RA who organized the event) to show. We headed out to Redondo Beach and did a good bit of clean-up work on what turned out to NOT be sandy beach, but inside a giant rocky barge on some inlet. It felt a little...not safe, but at least we were doing good. I'm not sure if this is the exact marina, but it looked alot like the rock formation behind the boats in this photo:

After about an hour of cleaning, one of the guys in our group mentioned that his cousin lived in Manhattan Beach, just a little ways down the PCH. He also mentioned that there was a breakfast place she liked to frequent, which offfered a $4 full breakfast meal on the weekend. He also mentioned that this place served free mimosas for an hour with your breakfast. Needless to say, by this point, we were already driving. We hit up Sharkeez, a nice little mexican bar, designated our DDs, and ordered our food and drinks. The breakfast was decent, especially for the price and the mimosas were good. Maybe a little too good for some of us, as evidenced by the behavior in the car as we sat on the 101 on our way back home. However, all in all: first Pacific Ocean sighting, a little do-goodery, cheap eats and free drinks? Good Saturday.

I’m Not On Fire, But California Is

So I’m sure you’ve all been hearing about the out of control station fire currently ravaging Southern California, and just wanted to assure you that I’m not on fire. According to reports, the fires seem to be dying down, but they are so close to the Oakwoods that we can see smoke clearly from our balcony.


It was crazy to see the red glow to the west when driving home from Sherman Oaks on the 101 the other night. Sometimes I think it’s a cloud in the sky, but then I remember that there are never any clouds out here. Because it never rains…because it’s so freaking hot and dry. Love you LA!