It was a hot Labor Day Weekend. No one can deny that it was miserably hot, but it was also jam packed full of fun. Let’s skip the chit chat and get right into it.
Friday after work, we went to The Edison in Downtown Los Angeles. I knew we were going, but I didn’t think about it, so I had no clothes to wear. A quick stop at Ross fixed that problem right up.
You’d think the old Edison building would have more lights.
Saturday was the day for Lorenzo’s surprise birthday party. The best part was that he prepared all of the food thinking it was for some other event. That’s classic. We went to hang out by the pool and even played a game of Stupid Pong.
Look at the surprise on this guy’s face.
Rule of thirds. One of these three guys is gay. Here’s a hint. It’s not me.
Girlfriends all talking. This can lead to no good.
Thanks for the food, Lo.
Sunday was a day spent at the Aquarium of the Pacific. Michelle was going along to fulfill her duty as the faithful girlfriend and to get a Bubba Gump’s shrimp meal beforehand, but she really ended up liking it. We took the normal admission as well as a behind the scenes tour of the place. Every single parent in a forty mile radius brought their kids here for the long weekend. Since 80% of the parents were Hispanic, there was an average of five kids per pair of parents. You can see some of my videos, including feeding time for the Leafy Sea Dragons and a cleaner shrimp cleaning my hand.
Overpriced but delicious.
Stroller parking took up the whole hall.
These guys are on my list of fish to get when I get a saltwater tank.
Michelle, petting a stingray.
Poking a starfish in the behind the scenes tour.
Divers coming out of the exhibit after feeding.
Standing on top of the tropical reef exhibit.
The girl behind me mentioned “Deuce Bigalow” when we saw this exhibit.
Monday Michelle wanted to check out this small block party held by the owners of The Hundreds brand. It was way too hot out for any kind of outdoor activity other than swimming. I fail to understand how any fashion style can become more than pieces of clothing. There were kids wearing jeans and hoodies in sweltering heat. It makes little sense to me, but more power to those that are able to create a brand name that commands so much power.
They converted the store into an open bar.
I bet they didn’t even have to turn the grill on to cook the meat.
This last picture I took driving home this weekend. I was turning off the road, so it was no longer my problem. Only in Palos Verdes do you see this. That is a long four miles to spend staring at the rears of 30+ cyclists.