LA is remarkable– I’m more than tired of it, but coming back feels like the warm hug of home. Before today, it’d been so long since I’d been down in Hollywood that I couldn’t even remember the last time– maybe early December with the Etters.
There is nothing more pleasurable and disgusting than the bombast of Hollywood & Highland. The first time that I felt like a citizen of the Freak Kingdom was on that very block, watching the dude who dresses like Spongebob Squarepants hit on high school girls. In character. Instinctively, I knew that any place capable of such a disturbing misuse of media properties must be where I belonged.
Today’s tally: (1) premiere of a Hannah Montana movie at the El Capitan, replete with crowd of several hundred screaming kids, (1) giant fiberglass promotional half destroyed Statue of Liberty for Cloverfield and (1) overheard instance of Danny Bonaduce giving people directions to the best tattoo parlor.
