Went with Dagmara Novak to an opening at Nicodim Gallery in Downtown LA. I heard about it from another artist friend, Kat Poteet, who also went. When we saw Kat she was accompanies by her boyfriend and some other friends, and they all looked really artisan / European. Many of the people at that show looked like that, with their late 70's movement fashion - like the students that took down the Iranian Shah. Needless to say, I felt really out of place. The art was also pretty nonsensical, but some elements were amusing, like the big plastic cartoon duck on the ceiling and his red poop sprayed on the floor. I was really tired after the show and we couldn't find a dinner to join, so I just dropped D off and went and made dinner at home.