Tonight I walked 7.2 miles down Sunset Blvd in Los Angeles, starting in Echo Park, stopping at L.A.'s finest tiki bar, and eventually arriving at my favorite Jewish deli. After a meal of my favorite sandwich, noodle kugel (not good), Duvel, and an Ojai pinot noir, I met up at a local douche-and-amazingly-good-looking-women scene (Laurel Hardware) for my friend's birthday. After hanging out at that douche-and-amazingly-good-looking-women scene (and at one point chatting amiably with an amazingly good looking Australian woman in the line for the co-ed bathroom), I headed over with some people to the local beer bar, which happened to have Russian River Pliny the Elder and Damnation on tap. Then I took a Lyft home dropping off the birthday girl and chatting with the driver who is sick of L.A. and is moving to Budapest, whereas I love L.A. and would like to stay.
Pretty good evening.