Lunch in Beverly Hills.

I had lunch at this Diner at "little" Santa Monica and Beverly.

Cheese Fries and a salad and Iced Tea. Yum.

The intersection of little Santa Monica and Canon.

These two young women... Here's the conversation on IRC about them.

<jafo> So I'm walking down the street, minding my own business.
       Say 2 blocks from Rodeo on Santa Monica.
<jafo> The two young women are walking the other way.
<jafo> One of them gives me the universal "hug me" sign (you know,
       arms out spread in front of them) the other one says "How are
       you doing today?"
<jafo> Dare?  Mistaken Identity?
<jafo> Don't care.
<dangerjim> sounds like you got a heapin helpin of their hospitality  ;-)
<jafo> Hey, yeah, I did.  :-)
<efm> Do you still have your wallet?
<jafo> Don't care.

Nice trees at this office.

I helped this not-native-speaker decipher the "1 hour parking, 8am-6pm, Sundays and holidays excepted" sign. "Can I park here?" she asks me first thing. Apparently, because she did it, but being half in the red zone didn't even cross her mind... She was mostly concerned about the sign. Does the sunday cancel the time range, or the 1 hour parking?

This house had this wall of bushes entirely surrounding it. And, contrary to most Bevery Hills plants, it wasn't manicured... It looked startingly bush-like.

I walked down to Wilshire then up to Rodeo.

Another shot on Wilshire.

Naked chix0r in the middle of the road on Rodeo Drive.

Another shot looking up Rodeo.