Saw Anthony today. He's on vacation in the OC, so we met at one of his old haunts, Cassidy's in Newport Beach. When I rolled up, there was a legion of CHP officers accosting a cute chick in a Cooper outside, and all the old fishermen dudes in the bar had their own loud version of what was going down. I think AP knew it would be my kind of place.

Then he took me over to another one of his apparently MANY bars he used to regularly visit back in his So Cal heyday, when he was a SERIOUS journalist. The Beach Ball was another divey joint right along the water. Also a very cool place, although I had to fight for AP's attention what with all the hot blonde OC chicks making out with each other at the bar.

Newport Beach has some cool bars, even if all the people are so... you know... OC.

Anyway, it was great to see Mr. P.