Last night, I went to the Echo Park Improvement Association's monthly meeting, and the Dodgers were NOT on my mind. I was thinking about private matters, my car, my glasses, how much fun I've been having with my daughter recently. I was there to have a good time, or at least an informative one -- I hadn't been to an EPIA meeting in five years. I was curious about what some of the scheduled speakers -- real estate agents -- might have to say about density-zoning changes in the neighborhood in coming years. I never got to hear the real estate people (because the community announcements took over an hour). But I did get to hear about Big Foot. Or make that Big Feet (more on the plural later).

I'll admit I've gone frothing at the mouth (with good reason!) over the Dodgers Organization's high-handed treatment of Echo Park in regard to the Dodgers' inability to handle auto traffic without stomping on the neighborhood. The previous owners managed it, but the current company is a different story. Read, Billy Preston gate.