"inadvertenly cut a power cable" at a DWP substation in West Los Angeles.
When I was a wee kid, I was sitting on a barstool in the kitchen and talking on the phone. And there was a pair of scissors on the counter. So, I am spinning on the barstool, talking on the phone while wrapping the cord around, snipping in the air and not having a care in the world. Spiiiiiiiiiin. Wind up. Talk. Spinnnn the other way. Unwind. Talk. Snip. No more talk.
I wasn't allowed to play with scissors after that.
Someone from DWP should call my parents and tell them that it wasn't my fault, it was inadvert.
I'm a hanger-on!
So, shall I start the line for being part of the craxy fandom?
That chick will be the one referring to the next thunderstorm as LA's Katrina.
So, shall I start the line for being part of the craxy fandom?
You're little late. We started lining up a while ago. Grab a lawn chair and have a seat.
Oops. I skimmed fast enough to read the last name as the first. Ok, that DUDE.
THE WORLD, SHE IS ENDING!!!!
Seriously. Monkey.
I guess, having lived through the 77 blackout, I'm less phased by them. As a kid, it was kinda cool.
The one when I was working in Beverly Hills was a tad unpleasant since it was raining quite heavily and driving in heavy rain without traffic lights in LA? Not so much with the fun. But I was mostly worried about not getting into an accident.
Not, you know, Armageddon.
Help! I need Biology help. Do we have any bio people around?
It was like 9/11.
I stubbed my toe. It was just like when some people stubbed their toes on 9/11.
I'm having a crappy hair day, sort of like those people who had bad hair days on 9/11.
Shut up, stupid person.
Grammar question:
"Describe and discuss the demographics of the community(s) served by the health department"
Should it be community(ies) instead? My brain is so fried from the editing that I can't remember.
