So the other day i went to see jimmy kimmel being filmed in Hollywood. he has a chat show and he's a pretty funny dude. he did this video blog from china about the Olympics, but instead of actually going all the way over there, he took the bus into Chinatown and interviewed these school kids about gymnastics and how they made everyone in China proud. He had two guests on and one of them was Maurice Greene (two time Olympic gold medalist and worlds fastest man for six years) and made a joke about black people running from the police. In essence - he's a funny man.\
i couldn't get my england mobile unlocked so i have to keep hold of my cutting edge motorola. i worked out the reason for my main hatred for it and that is that the space button is on the other side (on the star key) - which if you think about it is easier for leftys, of which i am not.
at the moment i'm in Arcadia which is a suburb of LA for a little bit and last night i went to see 'Hamlet 2' which has Steve Coogan in it, innit. if you like Coogan, you'll love it. Hence, i loved it. He also has a fairly good American accent. You can still tell it's him and/or Partridge though, which is no bad thing. i need to do more cinema-ing because i still need to see wall:e and tropic thunder (to see what all the fuss is aboot, some Americans are offended by it because it makes fun of disableds. they don't know shit.)
i finally had an actual breakfast today, it consisted of good old fashioned cereal, but with a new twist. it was called koala crisp and was little bits of shredded koala and you just dip in ketchup or tabasco or whatever. i opted for ketchup because by my logic you have sausages and you can have ketchup with them and i was told told koala is quite sausagey. they didn't lie. either that, or it's like coco pops and the milk turned chocolatey. you choose whatever version works for you and just run with it. but yesterday i actually did eat some buffalo, in one. it was a tasty beast. the cowboys weren't wrong when they nearly made them extinct.
one bit of sad news to break to you - Dr Dre's kid was found dead the other day. I was listening to Dre when i found out. that's what you call living the dream, forget all this American dream rubbish. Walking down Sunset with Dre pumpin' on the ipod is what it's all about.
on wednesday i did a bus tour around all the sights and got some good photos which i'll put up at the end of this blog. i know earlier i said i couldn't be bothered to get my camera but i got my bother-on and have my camera connected to the computer. that's stream of consciousness for you, eat it and like it james joyce, eat it and like it. anyway, the bus ride was ok, but i was hungover from this drink called 'jungle juice', which is probably the worst drink known to man. i has loads of chopped fruit bits in it so when you take a drink it feels like sick going the wrong way down your throat. but it was only $3 a glass. pain for pleasure. in America they don't have the pound sterling sign on their computer keyboards, instead they have this - #. what would the queen say? i think they need to remember that if it wasn't for us, they wouldn't even be here (a point i made the other day when there was lots of england bashing going on).
moving on, yesterday i walked around LA got about 5 hours. huuuuuuuuge mistake. and i wore a light blue tshirt. i got my calculations wrong and basically looked like i had been swimming, but on in certain bits of my tshirt. it was so rough. and i han't showered that morning having slept in a room with 7 other people with no air con. i was the physical embodiment of hell.
on my walk i took in melrose ave. which is so sweet. it's like all the good places in LDN only in the sun and on one street. if you can't buy clothes on melrose then you should stfu and gtfo, for real.
i think its high time i wrapped this up in one word, bye.
oh, i went to the Hollywood bowl on Wednesday too, but that's another story for another day.
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