Adventures in LA (Part the First)

So I'm in Los Angeles for a week to do some LA-type stuff. Last time I was here, I was fifteen and flirted with a waitress (who was married) to my father's amusement.

After two days, I've noticed the usual "New York-style Pizza" and "New York-style Bagel" places (guys: it's not New York style without the water. TRUST me), but one thing this state needs, and which I'm thinking is a serious money maker, is a New York-style driver's education school.

It sure as hell couldn't hurt the slowdowns on the 405. Which, incidentally, I'm about to jump onto. Should make the ten mile drive back to Glendale in, say, six hours.