Went to the LA Times book fair this weekend. It was kind of whack. We didn’t sell much and most of the people there didn’t even seem interested in anything we were doing. We still had fun though.
Rose was enamored with the trees that looked like they had skin.
This is Joe Jost. Probably the best bar in southern California. You can get a giant goblet of beer and a polish sausage in a slice of bread for under six bucks.
The polish sausage in question. Hey, what does this look like to you?
Our humble booth setup on the first day. I caught Maceo to the right there, we hadn’t met at the time but we were to become good friends with her over the course of the weekend.
Our first sale! Like I said, we didn’t sell many but the people who did buy them seemed like the cream of the crop. Thanks yous guys and gals.
Rose Made some new friends who taught her a new necklace method.
This poor girl left her cell phone on the table and some guy picked it up and ran off. Dick.
Another book fair, another round of bracelets.
The Scientologists were there being their usual creepy selves. I’m going to go out on a limb here and say that the LA Times Festival of books is complete bullshit. Time Warner Cable had a booth there. At a book festival. I rest my case.
Although we did meet some cool people, like Maceo, who gave Rose a collection of postcards commemorating social activists and martyrs. So that kind of made the trip worth it.
Looking out at this view Rose told me, “This town is about to fucking go off.”
We drove up Mullholland and climbed a hill and looked out on the city. It was quiet up there. Hard to believe it’s LA at that height.
2nd Day, better table setup, and wonderful signage/collage/mobile work by Rose.
We got our In-N-Out Burger fix.
And our kettle corn fix. If we’re going to a fair we’re going to have some fair food goddamnit.
And we ran into this fine fellow. Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Sam Ratto.
He cooks, he gardens and he golfs. Sorry ladies, he’s engaged.
He also chills out.
A home cooked meal to warm our hearts. Thanks Sam.
And thanks Rose. This trip would not have been nearly as fun without you.
