Two for One

I'd say you're getting a great deal with this post, a bonus if you will, but I'm not saving you any money, just wasting more of your time.  Sorry.

Friday night I found myself headed downtown to The Standard with my cohort, EG.  It was her co-worker's 30th birthday and she had never been to the rooftop bar.  New people in a new place, perfect.  First thing on my agenda was to make the parking attendant sitting in a lawn chair think I was going to hit him with my car.

Check.

Observation Deck

Well, what was suppose to finally be a girl's night out in Los Angeles turned into another group date.  Not that I'm complaining, it was a nice little high school reunion, but when I heard the destination was the W in Hollywood I'm pretty sure I audibly groaned.  I walked away from the night with many observations, the most important being if you want to kiss a girl, trick her.