some kind of peanut sauce

So just as I was going to nap a little, Kevin called to see about getting something to eat. We went out looking for a place in Hollywood called Palm Thai (or Thai Elvis). Thai Elvis? Apparently, this place had a little Thai guy walking around singing Elvis songs in full Elvis regalia. We got a little lost trying to find our way there. Then, when we did find where it should've been, we were informed that they changed locations a year ago. Oh well. We ended up at Red Corner Asia. A couple beers later, we're munching on the best Thai food I've ever had. Crispy Duck with Curry Sauce was my personal favorite. It had some kind of peanut sauce that was very mild to begin with... then got very, very hot later on. It was delicious.

Anyway. I saw a lot of LA that I really don't care to see again. I experienced some awesome traffic jams and some totally rockin' horrible driving. Oh. And I passed Crenshaw. Legendary Crenshaw. Saw a couple on a new Vespa in Thai Town and a lot of motorcycles splitting lanes.

Tomorrow, we have a noon call time. I really hope it doesn't last all night. I'm determined to sneak away to the beach at some point.

I'm also a little nervous. A lot of these guys we're have been doing this for a while. I just talked to a guy who's been working Madonna and Mariah's tours. It's not that I can't do the job... there's just a little intimidation coming into play. I can't bring myself to schmooze just yet, though. I always start out way too quiet and then end up a lot louder than I ever meant to be.

Tonight, I sleep (alone) in a king size bed. Kayla and I are usually alright with our little full size. I'm almost positive I'll sleep on one small section of the bed all night long.

See ya tomorrow.