An evening on the Hollywood Blvd. Guess the party was going on somewhere else that night. Lots of stars in the boardwalk, but not many people on the street, let alone stars. Only ``Mans Chinese Theatre'' seemed to exert some attraction to the tour operators who ship their Japanese clients to this place by the bus load.

Some of these stars must have been really tiny judging from their hand and foot imprints shown in the concret slabs in front of the Chinese Theater.

Ah and then there was Walter Pidgeon. Remember? No? Somehow sad isn't it?