The Dude Abides

Went to Lebowskifest this past weekend. Had a beer with The Dude. Bowled (admire my left-handed form).

This weekend pretty much defined why I was happy to move to LA. Friday night, we had a mini High School reunion with three of us from MS. A friend of mine named Michael Starita who I hadn't seen in 10 years came down from San Francisco because his friend's band was playing. This guy has been a succesful DJ in SF for the last 10 years and is still just as crazy as he was in high school. It was a great time. First, I went to dinner at Mel's Diner in Hollywood (in the movie American Graffiti) with another girl named Melissa who went to our high school. On the way to the club, they were setting up for the Oscars on Hollywood Blvd., so all of the little convenience stores had fake Oscar statues that said things like "Best Dad" and "Best Boss." Of course, I got one for Starita that said "Best Niece." We met him at The Lava Lounge, a dim, chill little place decorated with lava rock walls and bamboo.

I got up early Saturday and went apartment hunting in Santa Monica with a hangover. The place I really wanted went to someone else, but I may have found another place. It's crazy how fast rentals go out here. Saturday night was Lebowskifest. Sunday I slept in, took the dog for a walk, then went to Ventura. We stopped at this tiny little place called, appropriately, "Tacos and Beer." Amazing fish tacos. I then went to a couple of surf shops and purchased a wetsuit (sorry, no pictures). Surfboards are a little expensive, so I'll have to wait on that, though.

Anyway, it was a fantastic weekend. Hope everyone else's was the same.