Driving home from the gallery today took us right past the X-Games at the Staples center, Caryn and I were in our car, with the air on full blast. Why? Because it’s satanically hot outside today. The gauge in the car says 90 but it feels a lot hotter. There were people blocking the sun with anything they could and hiding in the shade cast by trash cans. We were at a stop waiting for the green light and there were girls left and right in small tank tops, short skirts, and fur lined fucking ski boots.
It was right then and there I decided to no longer sit complacent. From now on when I see this kind of behavior I’m going to outright heckle these people. Point, laugh, ask them how their ski trip was, whatever it takes.
Who’s with me?