The down side: waking up early

It's far too early in the ay-em to be starting a fresh blogothon, but I did just want to alert you humans far and wide that LACMA's about to open this SoCal-centric exhibit, and so-called-press are invited to pop in a little early to check out the digs, and take a few happy snappy photos.
What this means for you is a fresh review of this fine metropolis' leading art mecca.
What this means for me, is a buffet of pastries in the LACMA courtyard at 9:30 am.
With that, I am hitting the sack, and getting ready to feast my, um eyes, tomorrow morning.
(Edward Kienholz, Back Seat Dodge '38, 1964)
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(Pastries, LACMA courtyard, really early in the morning)