Its been a pretty fantastico first 24 hours in LA and not a gun-battle in sight. I've been looked after and mothered by the fabulous Erika, a producer for Mix Magazine who made for great company and made me try carrot juice-the verdict's out. The frozen yogurt was a winner. In the afternoon Canadian Courtney and I had a front row seat at the Jay Leno show and we were in spitting distance of Keifer Sutherland no less. Barry Manilo was at his awful best and i was amazed how his suit managed to stay attached to his lifeless-rake of a body. He was entertaining to watch/laugh at though as were his slightly crazy fans. In the evening i was hosted by the lovely Jess, another producer although this time in the film industry. How to make a man feel small or what. After a stop up a big hill to gaze at the awesome city night-scene below we fulfilled another true American past time-eating at the Cheesecake Factory like fat bastards. All in all it's been a pretty darn good penultimate day, tomorrow should be a blinder.