pancake day in Venice, CA

people i know from before are the king and queen of pancake day at venice beach (except they call it Mardis Gras here). They made me dress like a fool. I took lots of pictures. A parade at lunch time, then music in Vencice Bistro(?), then I hung out with a chick from Seattle for a bit, went to Kings Head still dressed like a tit, then ended up at the second music event of the scheduled programme, at 14 Below (which I'd never been to but I'd heard about because its where my friend met his fianceé). This latter place I was quite hammered and alternated between drunken dancing and sleeping on a stool. Unlike in Australia, they did not throw me out for sleeping on the stool, and unlike in Kyoto I did not keep falling over on the floor when snoozing. After that, walked round the westside awhile, ending up at 04h in Westwood where I lurked in various cafes eating sandwiches and drinking tea and coffee until I was extracted at 1015 by Mats and heading off for dimsum with #lug.