After the comic/graphic novel thingy at moca (the Chris Ware section rocked) on Thursday, I dragged Ashley up to the park on top of the Disney Concert Hall that I heard existed and open to the public.

We found quite a sizable park, that in fact wrapped around the west and north side of the building with lawns, full grown trees, a kick ass fountain and even a 200 seat children’s amphitheater.

If you see stairs, just go up them to reach the main park with unrestricted access until at least nine pm (maybe 10 even) and its also a great place to walk around and take pictures like we did. A little more hidden is another set of stairs which leads up to the rooftop terrace over the front plaza and partially behind the metal skin of the building. You can look into one of the smaller halls and squish heads with your fingers like I was doing in this picture.

Oh there are cameras every where so you couldn’t kill anybody up there or anything like that. Guess if you were really quick, sex would be possible, but that’s kind of hot gross.

Over priced tours of the interior are available on a limited schedule.

Some daytime photos here and here of the gardens from other people.

All that stair climbing left us starving, so we finished off the night at the Denny’s on Vermont where Ashley witnessed my gorging of the 5.99 [free to me and thanks to Ashley] sausage - pepper jack cheese scrambler with three yummirrific pancakes.

My dinner left me feeling damn hot gross afterwards, kind of like sex.


  1. Anonymous6:11 PM

    Gives new meaning to the term "slipped her a Mickey."


  2. Anonymous10:34 AM

    A couple of years ago, I had to attend a work event at Disney Hall. I ended up wandering up into the outer wall via that weird walkway. I got some great pictures.

    By the way, I didn't say hello at the Masters of American Comics exhibit because I went to the one at the Hammer and I think you went to the other one, right?

    Still, I did look for you, but I've only seen pictures of you with:
    A. Your hand covering part of your face: or
    B. You drunkenly laying on the ground.

    I don't think I'd have recognized you unless you were laying on the floor, covering your face.

  3. those are very good points, especially the not being in the same building.

    I forgive you.
    Unless you have a Tardis then you suck for not being in two places at same time.

    I know you know what a tardis is.

    Not being a socal native, I still find behind the scene disneyland stuff fascinating. same for hollywood and seeing movie stars. So commonplace for many here, but I still find it neat.

    yeah those were the better pictures

  4. I meant the tardis thing as a compliment btw

  5. Anonymous7:08 PM

    Oh... I thought you were calling me a tard in Latin.


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