Now that I’ve thoroughly depressed you, how about I distract you with the last of my shiny pictures from the City of Angels?

I’m not going to lie - Grauman’s Chinese Theatre kind of stressed me out.  A bustling herd of tourists not watching where they are going is kind of a personal nightmare. However, it wasn’t a bust.  Camera in hand (I broke my neck strap. Buy me one?), I thought to myself, what around here is interesting? What am I going to do with pictures of movie star handprints in cement? There are a million pictures just like them.

[I mean, I had to get Judy. I am OBSESSED.]

I kept bumping into people and accidentally walking through their pictures and felt suddenly claustrophobic, until I realized that the best thing about Grauman’s Theatre is not necessarily what’s underneath your feet, but the reactions of the people around you.  Because people are constantly looking down, they’re not paying attention to anything else, allowing you the perfect opportunity to capture their awe at John Wayne’s perfectly preserved fist-punch into cement.

Oh, how pretty is SHE? This should be her facebook pic. If I knew who she was.

I was very careful to shoot the above picture from a good distance. I learned from the amazing documentary Confessions of a Superhero that the “characters” make a living by earning tips from photos, and they get miffed when people expect freebies.  I was VERY excited when I passed Christopher Dennis, aka “Superman,” that was in the film.Sure, he’s not a celebrity, PER SE, but he was a celebrity to me, because that doc is BRILLIANT (seriously. watch it here. brillz.) If I had cash, I would have stopped him to snap a picture with me.  Instead, we caught eachother’s eye and smiled, and I nodded, as if to say, “Hi. Yes. I know about your whole life, pretty much.”