Pain. Fuck.
So we got into LA last night after our BACKWARDS flight via Dallas. Thanks AA. Not. The good news is that because of my broken collar bone, i got priority seating right up the front while Chalker and Matt were up back.
So we get in, get our sweet hire car and head to our home for the next 6 weeks in the Hollywood Hills. We are at the bottom near Universal Studios and the Hollywood sign. Only problem is there are only 3 beds and 4 people, so we have a roster of 2 people sharing. This week it's Dom and Matt sharing the master bed(wink wink).
Last night we went to this cool club called Cinespace on Hollywood blvd, we were on the guestlist but still had to wait in line whilst all these cool LA types just walk in off the street. Whatever. We get in and the club is awesome, Steve Aoki of Dimmak fame is DJing and kids are losing their shit on the dance floor. This club is growing on us and we decide we're going to hang out here every Tuesday. Bars here close at 2am, so Matt and I decide to bail - on the way out we meet Steve Aoki briefly who is a nice guy.
Today we wake up late for a lunch with our executive producer, Bill Silva on Sunset. Bill has given us some office space in his office block on Sunset Blvd right across the road from the Hustler store and in the famous strip. Sweet set up. Allyson, who works for Bill is awesome and has hooked us up with a free pair of shoes each and is taking us to see Peter, Bjorn and John tomorrow night at The Roxy(you know that song "young folks").
Now we're at home chilling. Photos soon.
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