Welcome to L.A.

I met my first L.A. character five minutes after arriving at the airport. In the lavatory was an elderly gentleman who, from all appearances, was trying out for the TV show, “How Far Can You Pee Away From The Urinal!” To his credit, he got the vast majority of his urine on the rose-scented bull’s-eye. A younger man, possibly his son, commented on his peeing prowess. I went into a stall.