So, it was two days ago now that Julian and I embarked on what was probably the one of the greatest Hollywood adventures known to man. We braved the long highways, the ipod-induced rock-outs, and the painfully turtle-paced traffic for countless hours (2) before arriving in the very heart of Hollywood itself (or some sidestreet off of Santa Monica Boulevard, you know, kind of near residential) where we were scheduled to see
Lobster Alice at 7pm.
After foraging for food at the local Del Taco, we waited outside the tiny Hollywood theater for the doors to open. At this point Julian realized and pointed out to me the fact that there were only about 20 people waiting with us. Which meant the theater had to be pretty small. Which meant we were going to be insanely close to the actors--one of which was NICHOLAS BRENDON. So after hiding behind him and dancing like a maniac, I was ready.
Sure enough when we got inside, the theater was only big enough for about 40 people, tops. We sat in the third row and the stage was only about 8-10 feet in front of us. It was so cool. I love little artsy things, I love Disney animation, I love the 40s, I love the song that kept playing (Johnny Fedora and Alice Bluebonnet), I love comedy, and I love theater. Plus I got to see all of this with the person who is only my favorite in the entire world and we had so much fun and tried not to freak out when Nicholas Brendon came on stage because he could see us.
Of course we had to visit Grauman's Chinese Theater, because what is a trip to Hollywood without it? Also Julian had never been there. So yeah, I had Clark Gable hands because he is awesome.
Charlton Heston much?
I am a sucker for Marilyn Monroe:(
I forget who this one was...all I remember was that he was trying to look stoic.
Next stop, the Disney Soda Shoppe on Hollywood Boulevard, where we proceeded to be the least sane people in the restaurant by ordering Mickey's Masterpiece Sundae, the biggest thing on the menu and known to man. The restaurant gave an announcement when they brought it out to us, and everyone clapped and stuff. It was 8 scoops of ice cream covered in chocolate and caramel syrup, 8 cherries, and an ENTIRE can of whip cream. Insanity in ice cream form? This one blew that ice cream overload in Las Vegas last summer entirely out of the water.
Yeah, too bad we almost died trying to finish the whole thing.
And going back in time to leave on a positive note, that was the pre-Lobsta excitement in front of Second Stage Theater.
Best Hollywood evva! The end!