This post has nothing to do with Ozzy Osborne

I assume there's a large fiberglass chicken on top of this resturant.

I went to the Beverly Center in search of H&M, as I mentioned before, my favorite store.

I got coffee at a coffee stand. I was asked if I wanted it for here or to go. I was confused and asked why it mattered.

She ignored me.

This was some sort of lounge area where people, disinterested in feeding our struggling economy, could sit and watch sporting events. In this case it was boxing.

I eventually found H&M. I got futuristic underpants and a blazer. I win.

Look it's Libby!

These are Libby's pet fish. They seemed nice, Libby claimed that they liked me...I don't really know how one can tell.

This is an awesome chicken that Libby had. I am totally jealous.

This is the Greystone mansion. It's quite scenic, one might even say romantic.

This is a fake lily pad. It's held in place by a metal rod. Well I thought it was funny.

I think that's where Cher lives.

Here is an exterior shot of the mansion. In principle, you can go inside, but I think it is usually being used for weddings and movies and such.

Libby knew all sorts of things about the mansion. I bet she could be a tour guide, if she wanted.

This was the yellow brick road from the Wizard of Oz and subsequently the Wiz.

We can thank Libby for these powerful facts.

There was supposed to be a picture of the courtyard where the wedding scene in the Guns & Roses video November Rain was shot.

Such is life.

We hoped to spot some celebrities at Hamburger Hamlet.

I guess celebrities don't generally eat dinner at 4:45.

This is a sculpture celebrating doctors. I think the feet sticking out are a nice touch.

I think I see a pack of wild celebrities off in the distance.