Friday, July 08, 2011

It's Always Better on Holiday VII, pt. 5: I Go to Malibu

Saturday I went with Grandma to an old colleague's 90th birthday party at his home in Malibu.

This was the invitation:



This was the neighbor's car:



This is the door to the birthday man's house:


This is the sign on the door:


This is what I saw after the door:


This is what I saw when I entered that house:


This is the front lawn:


This is looking up the shore:


This is looking down the shore:


These are the revelers:


This is the musical entertainment for the afternoon:


This is who we shared the table with:


This is what I ate:


This is a friend we made:


This . . . is what I saw when I was looking for the bathroom:


This is . . . whoah . . .











Stuffed cobras versus stuffed mongoose.


These are more houses from his street.  Or garages.  Call me simple, call me a first timer, but I'm impressed by how people live in Malibu.  They live pretty fancy.




Epilogue:  That night I went a party in LA.  Casey turned up there.  And I met Heather from Salt Lake City who seems to be quite famous.

7 comments:

Pearl said...

Awesome. All of it. I can't believe you met Heather!

Anonymous said...

That man's house is so full of awesome that I have no words.


-Ryan

Dad said...

It looks like Rikki-Tikki-Tavi is in a tight spot.

Name here. said...

I Didn't know she was so in the know. I heard about that party but couldn't make it.

Name here. said...

And I haven't seen the name Rikki TIkki Tavi in years. Watching it now. Thanks Dad.

heather said...

oh haiii!!! i don't know if you know, but i'm kind of a big deal. coolest picture of me and casey! haha. and i love your shirt with the kitty and the guitar. solid.

Shauna said...

you met me at that party, too, Jerkface.