Walking in LA
Yesterday I drove back down to LA for the express purpose of picketing with my fellow strikers. And to pick up mail. That too.
You're gone from a place for a few weeks and you are surprised at what you notice. I never knew that coffee left sitting in a pot would actually grow mold. I forget that coffee is technically a food and an organic one at that, susceptible to bacterial breakdown, blah blah blah. For me, it's just a delicious source of fuel. I thought it was impervious to such mortal concerns but there you go. Observation one: Do not leave coffee pot less than spotless before taking off for three weeks.
Observation two: I'm sure it will have something to do with the quart of milk that's in the fridge. I will put that particular horror on hold until later today.
Observation three: If there's a way to opt out of those penny-saver mailers that the mailman routinely shoves into everyone's mailbox, I would like to know.
Observation four: Do not forget to bring the big dog's bed lest you spend the night listening to her getting up and walking over to where her bed usually is, and where it most certainly isn't at the moment, and then laying down and sighing DEEPLY. She will do this every twenty minutes just to remind you of her deep displeasure at your oversight.
That said, it's weird to be back here, and will be weirder still, I'm sure, heading back to the lot today to march with my colleagues. First though, I'm going to meet a pal over at Disney who's marching with friends in front of that studio. Again, this is all so weird.
Latest rumor is that there's a deal in place and they're just hammering out details but then, that's where the part about the devil comes in, yeah?
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