See? Wait long enough to do this and you get another song title. I regret not being able to title a post "City at Night" (we stayed in Wed.; everyone was beat) and that I never made the Macarthur park trip happen (weather was too iffy).
Other notes:
I got two new food preparation suggestions from the visit. First was being sold outside the Lakers and Clippers games--bacon-wrapped hot dogs. I may have been the only one not disgusted by the concept, and even I didn't trust the cookie-sheet-over-god-knows-what-heat-source frying method. But I intend to make one here. I also intend to make this item that I was unwilling to pay $13 for on the room service menu: vanilla flapjacks. Yum.
What else didn't I mention...one night it looked like they were filming a scene of something in one of the nameless office buildings. They had security out there from morning till night; but that was the day it poured. My room was up on the VIP floor or something; it was no different from Adam's but we had to use our room key to get the elevator to go to the top floors--the dee-luxe apartments in the sky.
And the last talks I saw: the cold fusion crackpots. Ayeee. So much bad science. It's like cleansing the palate; I can come back here and get real work done.
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I have been to a Denny's or two that had bacon-wrapped hotdogs... with cheese and chili, too! Instant heart-attack. Haven't tried one, of course. I am still alive, aren't I?
One of my all-time favorite snacks, via The Simpsons: a stick of butter wrapped in bacon. Mmmmm...
--shane
The Enormous Omelet Sandwich: sausage, bacon, three pieces of cheese, and four eggs' worth of omelet, all on a huge bun. It makes me sick to think about it, and I have to proofread ads for it just about every day.
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