Tour of Third Streets
On Monday night, after my first photo 2 class of the semester at SMC, I went with ObligatedGirl on a tour of Third Street in West Hollywood near Beverly Center or whatever neighborhood it is and then Third Street in Santa Monica.
West Hollywood 3rd Street
Went to The 3rd Spot, had a Leffe Blonde and a Fat Tire, ate some food, people watched a huge party of hipster-looking industry people. I sat at the table next to the sexiest woman ever, Leanne Tweeden, and her ordinary-looking male companion. Personally I think Leanne Tweeden is the number one most stunningly hot female celebrity (in a distant second comes Kate Beckinsale), but I didn't want to act like a horny teenager with her FHM spread in hand, so I played it cool. She only saw me looking at her twice. She's just as gorgeous in person as in pictures, with great style and a beautiful smile. I spotted this other slightly older but very attractive woman the moment I stepped in the place and made eyes at her the whole time I was there. Everytime I looked over, I saw her look back, and she even walked by me with her chest one foot away from my face. But for some reason I still didn’t bother to talk to her. For the food, the good selection of beer, and the amazing eye candy, I give this place my highest endorsement of ten inches up.
Santa Monica 3rd Street
Brittania Pub, Harvelle’s again, Yankee Doodles. Nothing too interesting happened there except that the dude at Yankee Doodles hooked us up with two free games of pool.
Then capped off the night at Norm’s where we had chicken tenders. I asked for BBQ sauce and the server announced with pride that they had the worst BBQ sauce known to mankind and had to ask me twice if I was sure I wanted to try it. I was warned, but I still wanted it, so he gave it to me and waited for my reaction. If ketchup had an asshole, ate rotten vegetables and took a dump, that’s what the BBQ sauce would taste like. We shared jokes with the server about how bad it was but I still used half of it.
So there it is, on a tour of Third Street I had my first celebrity sighting of Thirty Day LA, and it was a doozy of a floozy. Time to go take a cold shower.