Like, a whole bunch of stuff!

First, I wrote a paper about outer space and the B-52s, but you already knew that.  For various roundabout reasons, the research process for this paper involved listening to Les Baxter’s Moog Rock, which is a horrible album.  Too bad, Les Baxter.  Less horrible but still horrible and yet wonderful is Space Escapade, which you can download here in its entirety because this is the kind of repertory that people geek out over and then put on the interwebs to share with everybody.

And then!  VV and I went to explore LA’s Chinatown, which, like most things in this city, is a strange, fake place, and we visited every bakery, read some historical signs, were creepily propositioned by a man in a car who was either asking if we knew where he could park or if we were married, and,  discovered the Ooga Booga store, which is a shop where  hipsters go to sell zines, mix tapes, and ceramic french fries.  And then we ate dinner at Phillipe’s and then we found the giant donut in South Central!  HERE IS PROOF:

Nice.  And also, on the way home, we passed Mr. T’s Meat Market, which seriously exists.  Here is more proof, in the form of a blurry photo taken from a moving car:

See what ends I go to to document weirdness for you all?

And then!  Last night we went to the theatre.  We saw Serial Killers at Sacred Fools, which, seriously, was kind of like if that ol’ Fringe Festival of ours did a show every week – ie:  mostly it was crappy and a tad offensive, but there was this really good play called A CAT WROTE THIS PLAY! which was totally great and made up for it.  We are going back next Friday for Magnum Opus Theatre, which sounds like a pretty important invention.

Other things I did:  went to every vintage store in town, drank a lot of coffee.