whoa.

On the way home, we saw about 6 CPD cruisers, an ambulance, and a ghettobird in tight circular pattern over Fishinger Rd, near the Saturn Dealership, with several men on the ground, face down, getting what I can only call "the treatment".

I haven't seen anything on the local news sites - if anyone catches a blip about what happened, let me know?

(no subject)

Like I mentioned at one point, Dave, Jon, Justin, and I take a fine, heady pleasure out of heckling the opponents (and sometimes the home team) at Clippers games.

Today, thanks to sharp eyes from Nikki, and relayed by Dave, We have found our idols.

While we've had a few foul balls shelled at us, glares, askance glances, and in one case the first baseman laughing at the runner we were critiquing, we haven't yet provoked that sort of reaction.

But now, we have something to aspire to.

God bless America.

dklegman: When you find yourself in the stands
dklegman: struggling to keep up the screaming
dklegman: think to yourself:
dklegman: What gas station do I work at?
dklegman: I work at the GAS STATION OF GODDAMN MOTHERFUCKERS
dklegman: That's what gas station I work at!