Originally, I had planned to throw my own wake in honor of the Ambassador Hotel at the H.M.S. Bounty across the street. The L.A. Conservancy caught wind... and not wanting my event to knock the sails out of theirs a week later, asked if I would merge with theirs. Seeing how their event was offering free booze... and would attract several important figures in the history of the hotel, I agreed. It was a nice event, but filled with melancholy, as the party faced the mostly empty Ambassador pit. I wrote about it on Feb. 3.
(Click here to read more "The Ambassador Wake -- The Aftermath.")
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