I'm a contributive citizen of Los Angeles County and I support a government run for all it's people.
That's why I left my house at 6:00 AM this morning because I had a 7:30 AM jury duty call at the downtown courthouse. I didn't want to be late.
After grabbing a quick coffee, I make my way down Sunset Blv. anticipating the traffic I was inevitably going to hit. I made it to the Disney Concert Hall in about 10 minutes.
Walking down the street to the courthouse it suddenly dawned on me. It was a ton of bricks from out of nowhere. How could I have been that stupid...
There's a line already forming in front of the courthouse. They don't let the new jurors in until 7:30 AM. I glance at my watch; it's 6:45.
The first thing that happened right in front of me was like grains of salt being poured into an open wound: the traffic ceased and there was seemingly no wash of a freeway I could hear and suddenly a humongous flock of pigeons decide to take off simultaneously not 5 feet in front of me on the street.
The next occurrence was like cayenne pepper in a paper cut: a jeep with a faulty A/C belt which was squeaking like a gerbil in heat pulled up and waited 7 feet in front of me at the red light for at least a minute and a half.
Then, the icing on the cake. This was like tabasco in a knife wound. A whole parade of LA construction equipment drove by - including a scooper with full-on tank treads on them.
And all this...
... and me without my H2n portable recorder... That's the important lesson I learned today. Bring your portable recorder EVERYWHERE.
Please forgive me, my fellow SSD members.
I have failed you...
How can I ever make it up to you?