I had a very bizarre drive to work this morning. Now, you all know I live in a city where pretty much anything goes and weirdos are a dime a dozen. So that must mean my drive this morning was really weird if it registered on my strangeness radar!
I live pretty close to where I work, so it doesn't usually take me that long to get there. So keep in mind that all of these things happened during a 15-20 minute drive.
I'm driving along and the first thing I see is a car accident. I don't think anyone was hurt badly because there were no ambulances and people were just standing around. But the airbag in this truck deployed and the horn was blaring constantly. It was really freaking loud and annoying and I had to listen to it for what seemed liked forever because the traffic was stopped so everyone could stare at the wreck.
But whatever. No big deal. You see that sort of stuff all the time. I kept driving. I chuckled at the people walking down the street. Namely some woman wearing bright turquoise jogging pants, fluorescent pink leg warmers, and a bright yellow tank top with no bra. And she was running. Or bouncing, was more like it. And she had a headband like Olivia Newton John from that old movie about the exercising. I just kept thinking, "let's get physical....physical....I wanna get physical!" You know the song, right?
I suppose I wouldn't mind seeing boobies bouncing down the street first thing in the morning, but her outfit! And she wasn't exactly in tip top shape either. Which makes sense that she was running and trying to get herself together. But her boobs weren't the only things bouncing. So it was more comical than Baywatch babes running down the beach.
Then I almost ran over a guy dressed as an extra large mocha frappachino advertising some coffee place. He was standing on the corner dancing and I went to turn past him, and he fell off the curb! That's what he gets for trying to moonwalk in a frappachino costume. That's what he was doing. He moonwalked off the curb and fell over. I felt bad for the dude because what a fucked up job that is. And he couldn't get up either. Luckily he had a handler or someone with a stack of coupons standing with him, and they picked him back up again before I, or someone else, ran him over.
Then I continued on towards work. I saw smoke up ahead though. Like A LOT of smoke. And it was black and really smelly. As I got closer, I saw flames shooting into the air too. Someone's Ford Taurus was on fire in a parking lot. That baby was really burning! But there was no one around so I didn't know what to do about it. So I called 911 and reported it. But luckily they said a few other people had called and the firemen were on their way. When I drove past, you could actually feel the heat wave because the flames were so intense. I guess it caught fire and the person just walked away. I hope there wasn't a body in there. I didn't stop to check that. But even if I did, it would have been too late. I'm pretty sure it was an abandoned car though.
Then I get up the street and I'm almost to work. But this big delivery truck looking thing pulls out in front of me. I thought it had pictures of produce or something on the back of it. But as I got closer, I realized that I was staring at a huge billboard with a dead baby on it! My God! How disgusting is that? In fact, the entire truck was covered with pictures of aborted fetuses. And then I saw protesters on the street corner holding up signs with dead babies on them too. And I'm talking really graphic pictures.
I don't want to get into a debate about whether or not abortion is right or wrong. But how in the hell can you justify plastering pictures of dead babies in public like that, where anyone, children included, can see them? It's disgusting and completely wrong. Adults shouldn't have to look at that, but what about the kids? This is a busy street and it's filled with families taking kids to school. I think it's horrible and goes beyond the freedom to demonstrate for a cause. It was disturbing for me to have those images in my head. Which I guess is what they wanted. But I don't see why I need to be subjected to that because it isn't going to compel me to join their cause. It just makes me think they're a bunch of sicko freaks who probably bomb clinics in their spare time too.
But finally I got to work and everything was fine. But wow, what a drive! All kinds of weird stuff. Or at least it seemed like it to me. It was like driving through a hellish dream or something. Nothing made sense. Dancing coffee cups, 1980's fashion jogger jiggling, dead babies, car fires. What next??
Anyway, so that was my morning commute today. Never a dull moment in LA.



