As it happens, I’m currently in Los Angeles for “work.” I put work in quotes only because I’m not sure if it’s possible to actually get any work done in this city. The sun is too damn bright, the lunch dates are too long. Before you know it, it’s 5:00 p.m. and your biggest accomplishment of the day was pretending that you were Joan Didion. (“Take the 405 to the 10 freeway, feel vaguely depressed and eat an avocado. Then you’re done for the day/life.”)

That’s actually really spot on.