Actually, it wasn't my idea either, it was nothappynotsad's. So Viva's coming into town for the first time to meet his solo fling on a plane from Florida compliment's of dad who's probably just relieved his son is talking to a real live girl. Nothappynotsad contacts me and says "We should have lunch!" I'm slightly curious about him because he'd been a Class A asshole to several people, I wanted to "meet a troll," but I didn't think it was going to happen. So Viva contact's me and says "Heyyyyy, I was thinking we could have lunch. How about on such-and-such a day, maybe around...12:30? Would that work for you?" That such-and-such a day was the day his plane landed at LAX at NOON. The little weasle was trying to "work out" a way of having me pick his ass up at the airport without asking. I said that it didn't work for me because I was housesitting in Upland which is forever away from LA. When it turned out I couldn't pick him up at the airport, he had no interest in having lunch. Not being an awesome communicator with his GIRLFRIEND, she contacts me and says "Hey, what day do you want to have lunch?" I said Viva already asked and she had zero idea that he was swindling a ride. I learned later that he was doing that because she didn;t have a driver's license and didn;t know how to drive a car and he was afraid of taking a bus or train because he has a fear of "basic brown types." That's my theory why he hates Jesse, he hates Mexicans. Anyway, one thing lead to another and I meet them a few days later at union Station. The plan was to pick them up and go to lunch. They come out of the train station eating a f***ing Wetzel's pretzel.
Viva had never been in LA, it was his birthday so I took him to touristy Farmer's Market, then Cat & Fiddle, showed them Sweetzer, like the classic Morrissey spots (except Farmer's, I just dig that place.) Then nothappynotsad channeled her inner 13-year-old and wanted to go to the Museum of Death. Viva and I wanted to sit in the car but we went along and looked at manson videos and baby caskets. Then I drove them ALL THE WAY THE f*** TO LONG BEACH because they were afraid to ride on the train at night.
And the thanks I get is that he starts trolling me here. Nothappynotsad is cool, her BF? Not so much. We talked about solo a bit, mostly about how much of a D-bag Skylarker is, moving in on their relationship or something, I dunno. I brought my dog as a wingman in case it got so unbearable I could say "Oh, dear, I gotta get Barney home." It never got that unbearable, when he's not lying and scheming, he was good company. Kind of a homophobe. And racist. But funny. Whatevs.