Santa Monica Beach. Palm trees and such. 
Santa Monica Pier. We didn't ride the Ferris Wheel--next time, though, next time. 
The Mighty Pacific. 
Thinking, "Boy, she's big." I did this for about an hour or so.
Eventually, I decide: Esta bien. 
This little guy wouldn't sit still for me, but I got 'em. 
The facade of Grauman's Chinese Theatre. 
The staircase leading up to the...
Where the Oscars are held. 
The Hollywood sign from Grauman's. 
Les elephantes. 
Griffith Observatory. 
The Hollywood sign from the Griffith Observatory. 
Ye astronomers. 
Ye Herschel. 
Ye Copernicus. 
Ye Galileo. 
Ye Kepler. 
Ye Newton. Bear and I discussed our favorite new and old school astronomers. The debate was heated, but we agreed on one point: we decided, mainly based on this statue, that Newton was probably a prick. I mean, who holds an apple like that?
The sun dial. 
Verifying the accuracy of the sun dial. 
Griffith courtyard. 
The ravine. 
Hollywood Bear. 
Hollywood Cran. It's like I'm holding the sign! Get it? Oww! 
The city. 
The Office Part II: Jim's Desk. 
The shower from the Disco Cafe. 
The phones--look familiar AMPers? 
Michael Scott's office. 
Hitting the road to Vegas. Again, ain't no trip to Cleveland. 
Tad and Brad, not so bad. 
Bear--he says, "Hi!"
The Luxor. 
The pool at the Luxor. 
Either a great picture of a crosswalk sign or a really bad picture of Excalibur. 
Old Vegas. 
Lady Liberty. 
New York, New York. 
A pile of rocks. Vegas rocks. Vegas rocks? Vegas rocks!
Santa Monica Beach. Palm trees and such. 
Santa Monica Pier. We didn't ride the Ferris Wheel--next time, though, next time. 
The Mighty Pacific. 
Thinking, "Boy, she's big." I did this for about an hour or so.
Eventually, I decide: Esta bien. 
This little guy wouldn't sit still for me, but I got 'em. 
The facade of Grauman's Chinese Theatre. 
The staircase leading up to the...
Where the Oscars are held. 
The Hollywood sign from Grauman's. 
Les elephantes. 
Griffith Observatory. 
The Hollywood sign from the Griffith Observatory. 
Ye astronomers. 
Ye Herschel. 
Ye Copernicus. 
Ye Galileo. 
Ye Kepler. 
Ye Newton. Bear and I discussed our favorite new and old school astronomers. The debate was heated, but we agreed on one point: we decided, mainly based on this statue, that Newton was probably a prick. I mean, who holds an apple like that?
The sun dial. 
Verifying the accuracy of the sun dial. 
Griffith courtyard. 
The ravine. 
Hollywood Bear. 
Hollywood Cran. It's like I'm holding the sign! Get it? Oww! 
The city. 
The Office Part II: Jim's Desk. 
The shower from the Disco Cafe. 
The phones--look familiar AMPers? 
Michael Scott's office. 
Hitting the road to Vegas. Again, ain't no trip to Cleveland. 
Tad and Brad, not so bad. 
Bear--he says, "Hi!"
The Luxor. 
The pool at the Luxor. 
Either a great picture of a crosswalk sign or a really bad picture of Excalibur. 
Old Vegas. 
Lady Liberty. 
New York, New York. 
A pile of rocks. Vegas rocks. Vegas rocks? Vegas rocks!
1 comment:
I heart John Krasinski. Can you get me his number? Or one of his pencils or something? We miss you, Graham!
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