August is my birthday month, so in addition to attending Rare Book School at UCLA for a week, I got to take a little side trip to the Museum of Death located on Hollywood Blvd.
|There it is. It looked different at night. Ooooh spooky skeleton!|
But, on my way back to the parking lot, I spied Vincent Price's star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.
|Yeah, I know. It's a bad photo and you can't read his name. But there I am with my old lady glasses.|
I will leave you with a song that was much better than the Museum of Death.