Only in Hollywood

My car was in the shop so I walked the mile and a half home from work today. I always appreciate my neighborhood so much more when I'm on foot. I went through Little Armenia where I heard more people speaking Spanish than Armenian. Then I walked past the Bulgarian Orthodox Church which is right down the street from the studio where they tape Judge Judy and just around the corner from the gas station where I once saw Sandra Oh. I turned the corner and headed up the street while enjoying a beautiful view of the Hollywood sign. Sometimes I really do love my neighborhood. Where else would all of that be in one spot?

On a related tangent, thanks to my friend Kati who came out and visited from Texas I am now also noticing all the people with crazy hairstyles. While she was here, I was supposedly pumping gas right across from somebody with bright orange hair. "How about that guy across from you?" she asked. "What about him?" "He had orange hair." "Oh? I didn't notice." Just so you know Kati, there were 2 different people on my way home that had orange hair and 1 with green.