I lived in W. Hollywood on Melrose, Long Beach on E. Ocean a block from the shore by the park, and finally a few blocks west of 101 off Magnolia. Last place was the guest bungalow of the producer of America's Most Wanted. I can't remember exactly where I worked except for Honda in Torrence, recording studio off Sunset and one above Hollywood Blvd. I know I worked for a handful of commercial printers, but for the life of me, I can't remember where. I actually had my name in lights on the Coconut Teaszer marquis on a Saturday night. I was invited to play by a promoter, didn't have to pay, and I got paid. And the audience was kind enough to applaud. That doesn't always happen, unless in Austin. I walked out after my set, and Sunset was completely shut down because of a bomb threat at Virgin Records across the street. Maybe it was a sign. I realize these places I thought would be there forever are no longer there. Man, I was a fish out of water, my nose constantly stuck in my Thomas Guide figuring out how to get somewhere. I'm back in my element in rural Virginia and generally East Coast because I can't get lost here. But had I known there would be so many Surefire there, I might have stuck around. Well done, cody12. If there's ever a blackout, I'm sure you could keep the sign lit if you felt like it. My gf is headed out to visit Dana Point for a few days at the end of the month. You wouldn't know her though, and it's just as well. She was a stock broker that played lead guitar for the Switchblade Kittens for a time. Now she just goes out to sail once or twice a year. She better be taking the yellow G2 I gave her.