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Something New: Week 10 – Karaoke in Burbank
by Ranil on Nov.16, 2008, under Something New
So what do you do while LA burns down around you? If you’re anything like us then you’ll go out and sing badly in front of a bunch of drunken strangers. This weeks activity finds us in the city I love to hate – Burbank. Aside from the smoking ticket I got long ago from them they are home to the Burbank Bar and Grill which has “Karaoke Night” every Thursday and Sunday.
Sally’s 27th Birthday
by Ranil on Sep.15, 2008, under Life in Los Angeles, Points Of Importance
Sally finally joined the ranks of us 27 year old today. I wish her a very Happy Birthday! To celebrate her hitting yet another year (btw I forgot that it’s 27 this year and not 28 so a whole bunch of pictures are labeled 28 – apologies) the gang headed out to Blue Monkey in Hollywood to celebrate. We may be old, but we sure can drink like teenagers.
The Vegas, Why The F@$K Not? Tour
by Ranil on Sep.01, 2008, under Life in Los Angeles, Tours
Sometimes the unexpected happens and an adventure can happen.. Late one Saturday night two friends took a detour on the way to the Broadway Bar in Downtown Los Angeles and ended up in a far different place. What started out as a simple outing became an unplanned road trip to Sin City.
Something New: Week 2 (Part 2) – The Hunt For Glowy Grunion
by Ranil on Jul.21, 2008, under Something New
In the warm summer months a strange spectacle takes place along the Californian coast. Thousands of fish known as grunions come ashore in the hopes of mating and laying eggs to ensure future generations. Amidst their writhing copulation, thousands of spectators yearly interrupt this slimy union and catch the participants in mid coitus. Some are thrown back for good luck and some are taken home to be eaten. This is the Grunion Run. This year I went to my first.
Something New: Week 2 (Part 1) – Kiss Kiss Bang Bang
by Ranil on Jul.19, 2008, under Something New
On July 18th 2008, I shot a man with a 9mm Beretta. I calmly loaded the magazine into the gun, took aim, put my finger on the trigger and pulled. A couple of rounds later the man sported a hole in his head and a couple on his chest. I shot a man, and then I went to have coffee.