DRINKING IN L.A. — CABIN FEVER

Hey, everybody! It's over 100˚ up in this mug we call Los Angeles, so I'm staying inside and finding ways to avoid writing. Fascinating, isn't it? I know I'm fascinated.

And Ms. Bell, if you're reading this, I'm sorry, really. That came out more aggressive than I intended. Please send me the dry cleaning bill.

THE NEW & IMPROVED DRINKING IN L.A.

Huzzah! Today's the day our "Drinking in L.A." column relaunches as a video series! Because reading is hard!

In our first installment, I take a look into where my time in Los Angeles has put me on the douche bag scale. Enjoy!

CLASSIC NPK: AMERICA'S NEXT TOP MODEL

Just a few more videos until we hit the big 5-0, people. What happens after that?
Nothing, absolutely nothing. We simply wait for the big 1-0-0.

Then, if we're lucky, a meteor will slam into the internet and we can all get about the business of living.

P.S. Yes I know I left the cursor in the middle of the screen grab. Why? Because it's late and my eyes are tired from meteor watching.