Well, no, not exactly. We still get arrested for stuff like that. That’s a lyric from an Arlo Guthrie song.
Who, Doc?
Never mind.
Rolled into sunny and 85 Wednesday. Walking around downtown, I started sweating. Too hot here. Can I come home now?
The hysteria should be more hysterical here. Huge town that loves its melodrama and is king and queen of the Big Event. It’s not, probably because LA can swallow whole even an event as big as the Super Bowl. Whenever I fly in here, I’m amazed at where the ‘burbs begin and how much longer it takes before I can spot downtown.