Holiday season packs the bars with complete idiots. LA being short on the brain thing from the get-go, going out for a cocktail this time of year is not unlike going for a drive in Baghdad, only your fate is more certain. You will encounter some spectacularly awful aspects of humanity. Seated on the patio last night at Hollywood’s swinging La Poubelle, discussing cigars, tequila and Joseph Conrad with our buddy Dick, we are approached by a well meaning LA type with a limited vocabulary.”Dude, this guy? Epic, He’s epic! “That ‘stache. Shit is fuckin EPIC. You? You’re like I’m taking it all in like “what’s this dude rambling about?” Epic.”This guy, I called hiim Hemingway. Epic.”“Sangria, that’s my business. You like white or red Sangria?”“I like sangria in Sevilla” Legman replies.
” Don’t… what?  Shit , don’t know that sangria. Bet it’s EPIC.”