Why I Was Late For Work This Morning

Last night, I was so happy to get the parking space directly across from my apartment. I never get the parking space across from my apartment. I never get to park anywhere near my apartment. Usually, I end up at or near the top of a sizable hill. A hill which is pleasant to walk down at night. But in the morning, tends to be a rather arduous climb. But last night, I was able to sleep soundly knowing I wouldn't have to make that climb.

In the morning, I woke to the sound of twenty or so helicopters buzzing about, rattling the apartment walls and generally disrupting my existence. There hadn't been this much racket in the skies above since Griffith Park went up in flames a few years back.

Then I walked outside to find my car blocked in by a mobile command sub-station and a shitload of police tape.




Had I parked in my usual location, all would have been avoided.

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Here's a better picture of the shitload of police tape:

http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/lanow/2009/09/los-angeles-police-shoot-and-wound-a-woman-in-los-feliz-area.html