KZalan's Blog

After last weekend's disappointment, we decided to do something a little bit different meaning, we crashed a party. The idea was to drive by this one place we had always seen on Friday and/or Saturday nights throwing monstrous parties with people swarming the outside while loud music and at times what sounds like live performances are taking place inside. It's a house centered in Beverly Hills where my girlfriend lives and each time I drove to pick her up or left in a drunken stupor, it never ceased to amaze me that there was a party going on and all I kept thinking was, how do we get invited?? My girlfriend only described the dwellers as "mystery" people. She said she never saw them leave the house yet everytime she tried to catch them leaving or going, she'd miss them. No dogs to walk, no newspaper fetches, only shadows appearing through the windows. Still, we made it a point to crash the next shin dig we saw.
So we did it. Saturday night, we walked from her house and slowly manuevered ourselved onto the lawn where partygoers were taking their cancer stick breaks. First I had flashbacks from Eyes Wide Shut and wondered what we were walking into but figured it was safe to walk in to the sounds of Timbaland. Unless people like having giant orgies to that now...so we took a deep breath and walked in when we heard, "Excuse me." Door man, i thought...forgot about that. But it wasn't...it was worse. "Do I know you?" he said. We had no idea who he was. "Um -- we live up the street." I wanted to run. He pushed on, "Oh, hmm, well who invited you?" Just as I was beginning to make a run for it, a saving grace came. Someone had shouted for whoever was grilling us and we could only conclude that he was the host or owner. As we began walking through the house I thought "what's the big deal if we're not invited?" We started talking to a couple people there, one guy asking, "Have you tried the buffet yet?" We retorted "No, we're not really hungry." He started laughing and walked away. It took a second to find the "buffet" but when we did, we realized why it was invite only. It's the kind of sight that's sort of hilarious because you feel like you're in Scarface but at the same time fucking scary because it's real. To be honest, it's not something I want to describe and all I'm going to say is we picked the wrong party to crash and we booked it to the next shin dig where if caught we wouldn't spend our lives in prison...but they did play great music.

So after my weekend in Orange County I was stoked to finally go out in L.A. But after the weekend I began asking myself, "what happened L.A.?" I started thinking it was maybe just one of those things when after a while things just get a little bleh and then they pop again. Friday night my friends and I headed to Tropicana. This is actually the place I met Jed for the first time...remember the Men In Black??? We were nervous since the recent firing of one of Hollywood'd biggest promoters and hoped thatit wouldn't be dull and dead. We walked in for our 9:30 table to see that is was indeed, dead. We decided to hold off, ordered our bottles at the table and waited. Thank god it got busy - real busy. We started inviting people over to our table (obviously we were wasted) and began chatting up with one group only to realize we had so much in common - one guy had worked at the same agency with our other friend and some people that were visting him from Michigan new my ex (gross). No matter where you move or how big things seem, you always realize it's a small world. The excitedness of meeting new people when I went out started to fade a little. Now it was, "I know this person, Oh I know that person's person too and this person..." Sort of takes the fun out of it...
The next day, extremely drunk and hungover, I started having the "I'm never gonna drink again" thoughts. But as night time came, I found myself making a 10:00 dinner reservation for Koi. I had started getting fed up with trying out new places that sucked and wanted a a good dinner for once. It had been several months since my last visit there and maybe it was an off night but after our check I wondered what all the hype was about the place. I had the sushi but wasn't drooling over it and the crowd there was the best I've seen in a long time but for me it didn't live up to the huge hype it promotes. But props to them for not being a flash in the pan restaurant and for having endless paparazzi out front. Anyway, we were still on the prowl and decided to cruise sunset blvd and find another spot. Much to out dismay, we discovered Sunset had sort of gone to shit. It just looked a little trashy. I tend to stay away from Sunset (now I remember why) and was upset to see that the famed Sunset Blvd. was well, no comment. We headed over to the Cahuenga Corridor which has been a new little spot in Hollywood and thankfully found a spot to grab a nightcap. Hopefully it's just an off time waiting to pick up again or else, I may have to start hitting those private parties again...