So these jerks start running power saws across the street at 8:30 in the morning on Veterans Day Monday. I’m on disability, so it’s not really an insult to ME. Oh, nor am I a veteran. Anyway, it still burns my butt. Listen to me antagonize the offenders:
That’s right! Ol’ 1749 Las Palmas, again, as usual, ARRRRHHHGGG!
Since I couldn’t draw anyone out to confront me and my lense, I decided to check out the yummy smelling catering truck down the block a few feet. It was a casting call. Most of the castees were sweet. Click and see if you can make out anyone famous. I had the focus zoomed out. I wasn’t really trying to capture anyone on film against their will. I’m not a poparatzi; I’m a Hollywoodlian! Dontcha forget it, hon!