Sunday: The Good
We went for brunch in Hollywood, where I had an omelet containing the best asparagus I have ever had. Nothing like fresh and local. Ed Begley Jr. was in the lobby texting on his phone.
Afterward, I found myself on the Walk of Fame, something which I care absolutely nothing about, on our way to the Pantages Theatre to see “American Idiot,” a rock opera featuring the music of Green Day. The storyline was sparse, but it was good.