Random acts of strangeness

Living on the first floor in Hollywood affords many strange and interesting opportunities. After Cinespia we came back to Fogarty’s place in Hollywood and were partaking of some Irish drinking songs when a random gentleman passed by the window and Bob waved to him just as a nice gesture. Shortly thereafter there was a knock at the door and it was the aforementioned gentleman offering us whisky and a tour of his pad. Fogarty went up and tested the waters and upon his safe return told us (myself and his girlfriend Staci) that we just HAD to see this place. So we took a stroll upstairs and were transported into one of the STRANGEST things I’ve seen in all my years in LA. I took several photos to document and one is posted along with this piece. But this guy (who turned out to just not like me very much for some strange reason and turned out to be kind of a prick) has covered every available space with beer and sports crap. It was one of those surreal evenings that you just don’t get anywhere else in the country. Once he offered us Bud Light though it was time to head for the hills! Ah it’s good to be back in Hollyweird! Now if I can just find someplace to live…