I've never been "that guy" before...

Ok, I'm walking the dog at midnight Saturday on the deserted Venice boardwalk. In the distance a couple lean on each other as the head back to his place or her place. A pair of likely tourists walk along, looking in vain for the excitement that packed up and headed to the city hours ago.

The two guys stop to admire Jasper, the wonder dog. I find out they're in town early for business, looking for some excitement. So, then the talkative one turns to me and asks if I know where he can "score" some weed. Then he adds, "You look like the type who would know."

I had to keep from actually ROTFL! Me, who has never successfully inhaled anything. Me, who actually had to ask what does this "420 friendly" phrase mean in these ads? while looking for an apartment in L.A. And earlier in the day I had asked the girl giving out cards what "Kush" was before I saw the telltale leaf on the logo.

Now to be fair I did have my black leather jacket, evil black shirt and underworld faded jeans on so I tried to be polite and let the guys down easy (i.e. NOT LAUGH IN THEIR FACE!) and directed them to the "medical" clinic down the way. These guys were obviously a long way from home.

Just call me Blahblah "420Friendly" yaya from now on. Gotta go, it's almost time for church.