Observations
May. 31st, 2012 12:02 pmA brawny tattooed man wearing a plastic glove waiting while a tiny blond chihuahua makes up its mind about crapping on the Fire Dept lawn.
The white heron flying slow and majestic across Ballona Creek Bridge.
The eager and too-frequent “uh-huh” of someone not listening so much as wanting the talker to know she’s listening.
Bird sex going on atop the building across the way. It’s not nearly as dramatic as elephant sex.
For Francesca: the crow standing in the middle of the street near a tasty morsel nodding his head and cawing in satisfaction.
Something you don’t see every day: a man grabbing his crotch & loudly tooting a toy horn while standing in a liquor store door.
Well, actually, I drive through Venice every day so I see sights of a similar nature fairly regularly.
What distinguished this guy was that we was well dressed in khakis, a beret, and an ABT t-shirt.
Maybe it was a new advertising venture. I hear donations to the arts are waaaaay down.
Also, when he finished his horn salute he marched back into Star Liquor.
Mirrored from Better Than Dead.
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Date: 2012-05-31 08:10 pm (UTC)19 April--LOL!! [ETA: tooting new life into the phrase "tooting your own horn"]
The eager and too-frequent “uh-huh” of someone not listening so much as wanting the talker to know she’s listening. --so true. I've been on both sides of that one.
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Date: 2012-06-01 06:39 pm (UTC)And yes, I've also been the uh-huher and the uh-huhee. :-)