I spotted this guy parked a block off Fairfax while sneaker shopping recently and, given the date, I imagine he’ll be out on the prowl tonight. Luckily for you, judging by the the sorry condition of the late model sedan that was sporting this plate he’s more likely to be knocking back well whiskey at the Frolic Room than scoping out the scene at whatever high-dollar nightclub you’re headed to.

Related posts:

1. Snapshot: Asphalt at Fairfax and Santa Monica
2. Yuleblogging LA: Meet on Fairfax for some coffee and a kugel
3. Synchronicity on Fairfax
4. Sweatin’ Bullets: Two from Fairfax
5. My Lovely Morning (aka – that bitch at starbucks)