I'm back. Very frustrating trying to get home this evening. After rehearsal, I went to Amoeba to trade in some stuff (got great credit and got some new DVDs and some grand new Collector's CDs - they are now doing for Andre Kostelanetz what they did for Percy Faith. Some great albums in the first wave - two albums on one CD.
In any case, a little after seven I got in my motor car. You could see the traffic going towards the freeway on Cahuenga was backed up and entire block south of Sunset. So, I detoured over to Vine. Vine was backed up to Hollywood Blvd. so I jogged back to Cahuenga, which was the same. It was insane all the way to the freeway - once you got on there was no traffic at all. There were no accidents on Cahuenga, and, having taken this route many times at this hour I am at a loss as to what stupidity caused the jam up of every street leading to the freeway in Hollywood. It was worse than Hollywood Bowl traffic. Hideous.
I'm now going to eat some licorice. I had a favorite commercial that always made me laugh because of its inanity, but I can't remember the product, only the punch line. It was some young man looking at the mother of his girlfriend or something, and saying, "Oh, Mrs. So-and-so, I thought you were Dale."