Not Too Late To Change The Name

Monday, July 07, 2003

There are a lot of normal, unpretentious people in L.A.

Very few of them live in Hollywood.

I had two Hollywood milestones on Sunday: a chili dog at Pinks and my first celebrity sighting. Pinks is a hot dog stand that is frequented by celebrities and always has a ridiculous line in front. The dog was good, but not so godlike as to be worth such a long wait. It's a frickin' hot dog, people. I suspect if famous people didn't occasionally queue up for some reason, or if it were in my neighborhood instead of Hollywood, Pinks wouldn't be so hot. Like so many many people in L.A., it seems to be famous for being famous.

The truly pretentious wanks were congregating on the patio at The Cat & Fiddle. The women all looked alike (same plastic surgeon?) and the men all had arrogant swaggers. Rick noticed Elijah Wood having a beer with two friends, and he wasn't prancing around like the king of the universe, and he actually is a movie star, so can someone explain the attitude on the wanna-bes?

With any luck, I'll get a real job soon and can quit catering. Then I'll only have to deal with "actors" on the rare occasion I feel like drinking in Hollywood. I guess this is what people are talking about when they call L.A. fake and plastic -- the normal humans are all in areas without any tourist draw. Nice place to live, but I wouldn't want to visit here?

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