lori, this was my favorite:
good to know the LA region is dependent on one wire at a time
I think I am mostly amused because I wrote about this in a script once and I was so right! You can totally take down the city from one location!
Hmmm. I should, perhaps, not be so pleased about that fact.
“Yes, you’re here for….(checks call list) Unattractive Man.”
Oh, that's awful!! And, funny.
I want it to be tomorrow evening already. These two day work weeks are much too long.
"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.
I think either one is fine, but I'm only an amateur editor.
Went camping and climbing in Joshua Tree this past weekend. The weather broke just in time and we had awesome not furnace-like weather, and I was amazed to see that there are still a ton of wildflowers blooming. So cool.
It is very sad that you get out to my mom's house more than I do. Next time toss a rock into her yard with a note rubberbanded on telling her that I'm still alive. Or trapped in the internet.
I mean, Los Angeles is sort of one of those common knowledge places, right? We all know it's as far away to the left of New York on the map before you hit the ocean, right?
Maybe she thinks it’s some new subdivision in Brooklyn? :)
One customer, George Orellana, a 35-year-old paralegal, said, "We walked down seven flights. It felt like the 9/11. We didn't know what was going on
SEVEN flights and you’re bitching and saying it’s like 9/11? WTF? People walked down FIFTY or a HUNDRED flights, if they were lucky enough to survive. Stupid bint.
A couple of people most likely to have a really hard time finding a new job in their last field: Brown and the DPW guy who cut the cable....
How do you live in LA and be paranoid about loss of power? That's so weird. What happens when the fire alarm goes off? You're reminded of the WWII bombing of London?
Kudos to reporters and editors that publish people's crazy ass comments under their full names. Jackasses.
It is very sad that you get out to my mom's house more than I do. Next time toss a rock into her yard with a note rubberbanded on telling her that I'm still alive. Or trapped in the internet.
I hope to be back out there the second weekend of October, or at least in November. Send me a pdf of what you want tossed.
Kudos to reporters and editors that publish people's crazy ass comments under their full names.
Clearly. This is SO the best part of that story.