I'm not even 20 minutes into Sunset Blvd, and I love it already for sentimental reasons. The apartment where the writer lives is the same building zha lived in two years ago. I stayed there when Cosand and I went out to the LA Improv Fest! Then, when the writer is leaving the drugstore (which I believe is now a restaurant we ate at), he talks about going home to Ohio. I figure he'd mention Cinci or some other big city. But, no. He says maybe he can get a job back at the Dayton Evening Post (which is now the Dayton Daily News)! Crazy!