El Lay

 The glamor stops here at the Ramada Inn. BMB jumped on a first class flight to LAX , was picked up by a shiny black sedan and whisked to the City of Hope(Dopes), only to be deposited here in Culver City. It is border line Marina Del Rey, which would be ever so much more fashionable. The pool, right outside my room, was a green hot tub. The room had that sickening sweet motel smell and the one window look out on a wall. The upside was it was only a mile from the even more fashionable Venice beach.
City of Dopes? Well, they weren't expecting Bob and the product so early. I hope the recipient didn't have to anxiously wait longer than necessary.