What a night!

At 5PM my friend/neighbor Kristin who works for the Emmys, came over and we hit the streets for some good Chinese food...

No, we didn't go to Frontier Wok, Too! you know it all.

Instead, we went to Frontier Wok #1 on Hollywood Way, so there!

She drank Sappora Beer and had Singapore Noodles and we talked about Ghosts.

We made plans to go Ghost Hunting at various Ghost Haunts around Hollywood.

As she hit her second Sappora, she made the plans for tonight! Dammit!

Just as we were about to leave my friend Aaron walked in from his new workout regiment. He was all buff!

Then Del, from Dark Delicacies, the Horror Super-Store walked in with his stepson Scott. We talked a bit about CSI, Midwest Tornadoes, and the great economy we find ourselves living in.

Then Aaron, still sweaty from getting a workout, headed home to shower.

Kristin and I decided to go to the Knickerbocker Hotel where many famous suicides and tragedies have taken place. The place IS haunted, alright?

We drive over there and crossing down Vine, the road was blocked off by the Police. In the distance you could see some dead bodies lying in pools of blood. We turned around.

There was no parking anywhere near the Knickerbocker Hotel. Cops were everywhere.

Two drunk Parking Attendants told us there had been a big ass shooting. We left.

Okay. Well go to a cemetery!

I knew of one in Burbank that might have some Ghosts. We book it.

Driving along the cemetery I see a car in front of us parked in the middle of the street. Suspicious. I slowly pulled up along side and a woman frantically waves me down. Just then Kristin screams, "SNAKE!"

Sure enough man, there was a Boa Constrictor slowly crossing the street.

We pulled around and stopped. Got out and kept it from getting away with my leather jacket. I picked it up and touched it as much as I could without freaking it or me out.

Kristin called Animal Control.

The three people in the other car were cool. The older mom and dad stayed in the car but, their son got out with us and kept the snake occupied.

While letting the snake crawl up and inside my jacket, I goosed the kids leg... He jumped and you could hear high-pitched laughter coming from his parents car. He said, "Dude, not a good time to joke like that."

The Sheriff showed up and asked us if we wanted the snake. He said he'd have to take it to the Animal Shelter and wait to see if anyone wanted to adopt it. I asked him if no one picked it up, would they put it to sleep? He told me, "No."

But could they really just hang on to a snake like that for such a long time?

I hope who ever owned it, finds it, cause it really is a beautiful snake. I feel like we really made friends. With everyone there, really.

Now my jacket smells like snake piss. But it's a nice smell.