Friday night after a screening of “The Wrecking Crew” at the Arclight, I was chatting with a friend, telling him about our car being stolen. He said, “How did you get here? RTD?” I said, “Did you mean Metro?” and we started laughing and launched into: Yeah, took the RTD. Had to stop at Alpha-Beta for a few groceries though. But three’s a crowd at Lucky! I was listening to Oingo-Boingo and missed the stop. Did you have lunch at Fatburger? No but I made a pig of myself at Farrell’s.
It was a wacky 2 minute giggle down LA memory lane.
(Okay, okay, I know Fatburger still exists, but it seems way more old skool to me these days.)