I’m Not Going Back To Saddle Ranch

And Other Lies I Tell Myself

If you live in Los Angeles, odds are you’ve been to Saddle Ranch, the misplaced “rodeo bar” on Sunset Boulevard that sticks out like a Ron Artest people’s elbow. It’s where guys go because they think it’s an easy place to score and girls go because–well, I can’t quite figure out why girls go there.

No, there’s nothing Hollywood about this bar. The chicks aren’t the sexiest in L.A. The guys aren’t the cleanest cut. And if you’re looking for stars, you’re better off at The Den across the street. But …