It’s a Saturday night after a busy day of meetings and errands, Stuff for work, stuff for movies… etc. I met with Randy for breakfast and talked about the future of our film endevors. It was productive. I met with most of the cast for my new top secret project. I went to a benefit dinner for a Greek Archeological dig that my Godfather’s Father was heavily involved with before he passed away last month, which was very interesting. I went to Randy’s girlfriend’s birthday party, where I got to talk shop with Paul and Randy again, and play some classic TMNT arcade. Then I went to Level.
Now, when Level first opened last year, it was a really classy place. It was busy, but not packed. People respected each other, or at least that was my opinion. But I’ve noticed a decline in the quality of people that go there. You’d think that a place that required a dress code in the foothills would atract people who are comfortable with themselves, and can enjoy an evening out without becomimg barbaric savages like people do at most bars like Malloney’s.