Dave the Rooster

This is Dave the Rooster. He lives at my friends Meghan & Evie's house where I'm staying while I'm in LA. He's shocking, I know. More shocking: they paid money for him. Or Evie did. She bought him while returning some "satin" sheets at Ross. Okay. Dave tells ghost stories. Apparently. He also....still has a price tag on his butt. Thanks Dave, I'll look forward to waking up with you staring at me for the next six days.

My Favorite Hilarious Thing of the Week

My new favorite hilarious thing of the week: An I Stomach LA tote bag.

As soon as I saw it, I knew I had to buy it for my friend Meghan who moved to LA pretty recently and probably likes it. But I hate it. It took away my Meghan. Bad LA, bad!

I found the bag on Etsy at a shop called Twee Things. And they also happen to be very nice if you accidently give them the wrong address twice. Shhhhhhhhhhh...not that I would know from experience, but I BET, HYPOTHETICALLY, IF you happened to give them the wrong address twice, they would be very nice.

Snort. Okay, I did it. I gave them the wrong address twice. Sigh.