Los Angeles, California

I wasn't going to create a post on California, but some things happened and I was excited to tell some people.  California is OK, nothing to special. We waited in traffic yesterday for 2 hours to go to the beach, then another 45 minutes looking for a parking spot. Not that cool. The beaches were crowded and you couldn't surf on any of the waves. 

 I was a little disappointed that I didn't get to work out at Muscle Beach, but things perked up for me while I was at CVS.  Dog The Bounty Hunter walked in with a full raging mullet, tight brown cargo pants with leather cell phone belt clip, opened white non heavy material button up shirt, 24k gold dog tag, angry muscles, and killer shades to compliment his blondish wavy mullet.  I think the back of his mullet was about a yard from top to bottom.  As I approached him like a typical non important fan, he complimented me on my hair.  Such a rush from someone who has nailed the mullet down to perfection.  Los Angeles totally redeemed its self from that moment on.