West Hollywood Part #2 Postponed...Hot Off the Press

West Hollywood Story Part #2 Delayed.
This Just In!!!!:

As awesome, enthralling, and crazy as the following story is…I DID NOT MAKE THIS UP. If you come out to L.A. this summer or probably even in the future, you WILL meet Juan, Nik, and Terry. SWEAR on it.

The following is a TRUE account of L.A. camaraderie and the general Bad-Assery of the U.S.A.

Story Begins

TIME STAMP: 06/05/09 12:05 am

Terry postulates:
“Imagine what we’d all be like without weed”
Nik
“Or wine”
Juan
“Or women”
*Laughter*

TIME STAMP: 06/05/09 1:25 am

Sounds as I’m going to bed with windows open, birds outside, the omnipresent sound of water leaking from some house, (in the drought-draught State that prides itself on “regulated lawn water usage”) cars whooshing by in an almost melodic nature, and of course little f’ing Chiwuawas barking at car and every noise or sound like they’re crack children.

Don’t forget the ever constant buzz of Helicopters:
LAPD related, paparazzi on the move, news stations ready to dramatize the next police incidence, photographers there to catch the gruesome horror show (“Smile next to the severed head...on 3…2..”) 24-7 traffic control, and the no-brainer a Hans Gruber’s chopper dashing for the villain escape while the hero confronts him on the roof….

TIME STAMP: 06/05/09 1:32 pm

I think back to what Juan said earlier in the night when we were 18 stories up La Brea Towers experiencing the L.A. late night:

“There’d be a helluva a lot more of these things prowling about, and murder in Downtown L.A. in general, especially among the gangs if it weren’t for weed.”

Flashback 14 hours earlier

TIME STAMP 06/04/09 8:01 am
The Mud Spot Coffee Shop

Make my way to the…(TO BE CONTINUED)