Jay Leno and LA

Tonight, the best hostess in the world/my cousin, Shannon, took me to downtown Hermosa Beach and we saw Jay Leno perform at the Comedy & Magic Club. Apparently he does stand up there every Sunday night because it's where he got his start. Tonight, however, he was proceeded by someone I consider to be a true icon of American Cinema--but in that "bit part" kind of way--Larry Miller. I bet you're wondering who that is. Well if you've seen "Pretty Woman," Larry Miller is the man who is the store manager at the place where Julia Roberts spends all of Richard Gere's money with that fabulous shopping montage all set to Roy Orbisons, "Pretty Woman." OH he's also the dad in "10 Things I Hate About You". YES FOLKS, that means he has met and shared screen time with the late Heath Ledger (xo). Amazing. Absolutely amazing. He was practicing his own stand-up routine tonight at the club, and I have to say, it wasn't all that funny, but it was great to see him out. 

JAY LENO, however, was awesome. His hair was all over the place, his tie was loosened, and he opened his act with obscene hand gestures! Not something usually featured on The Tonight Show. He was on stage for about an hour and then closed his set by trying out jokes for his monologue on The Tonight Show. This isn't unusual for him. He tries out jokes every Sunday and tape records the routine so that he can have Memorex'd proof of just how funny he is.

This was my first celebrity sighting out here in LA. LA life is already shaping up to be more exciting than my alter ego's life in San Diego. San Diego girl just hangs around her brother, wishing she had her own friends, a job and a consistent supply of Netflix DVDs. 

Being so close to Jay Leno, in a den of comedic infamy, is something that could never happen in Michigan, or in San Diego for that matter. In Michigan, just the fact that Jay Leno's car would be parked on a well-traveled street, in front of a tiny comedy club, would be a big fucking deal. Here, it's just a regular Sunday night. How fantastic is this?! This is functioning as reason number 34 as to why I should move up here. Reasons number 1-33 are, of course, a secret.

Epic Side Note:

It appears as though I've gotten myself into that funny position of constantly being a third wheel. I kid you not, this is my only purpose in life. Everywhere I go, I try not to be that weird hanger-on with couples, but I can't help myself. It involuntarily is happening to me all of the time. I've gotten used to being the third wheel with Tony and Devon or "Tevo" as we're now calling them. It was weird at first when we'd go get ice cream as a unit--a weird, 2-girls-1-guy unit, complete with a set of siblings--but now I'm used to it. Then I went home last weekend and happened again, to find myself on a brother's date with his girlfriend, only this time it was Charlie and Lauren. **Please keep in mind, Charlie is my YOUNGER brother**. I'll consider that third-wheel moment my true low point because not only was I a college grad on a college campus I only left 2 months ago, but I was the awkward older person third wheeling with practical infants. Not that I don't love them, because I do. BUT THEN, I ventured all of the way to LA (as many times aforementioned) to find myself in yet another couples situation. Although this time, I was the fifth wheel. Dating with two couples. All alone. Stranded in LA in couplesville. Here's a funny notion I've come to accept: Everyone's in love. It's clearly been slapping me in the face for the last 2 months, and OK world, I get the picture. It's probably time to start one of those weird tricky things called A LIFE, and probably, there should be a relationship in it... somewhere. Not in the near future, of course, because I just graduated (I wonder how long I'll be able to say I just did this) and in college, we get drunk and make out with strangers. We don't date! 

So move over cat lady. I'm signing up for a kitten.