So many reasons. Our beach access has been closed, and so was Bluffs Park. That made the remaining hiking trails so popular with fellow quarantine-crazed Angelenos that parking lots filled up by 8 am. Also, depression, ennui, hopelessness, and a sprinkling of laziness. All of which, as it turns out, requires a bit of a learning curve to navigate. BUT life does go on and so here we go again with the posting.
Which brings us to Tuesday, when this happened:
At Casa de LOUD! it started with a shouty voice from a helicopter telling a guy whose police pursuit ended near our house to get out of the truck. He didn't. Sheriffs cars accumulated. Guns were drawn. Neighbors collected. So did news helicopters. It lasted about an hour, then an underdressed suspect was arrested. A brushfire he may have started during his flight down Topanga Canyon burned 10 acres and was put out.
Also, thank you to everyone who wrote to make sure we're OK. I hope you're all OK, too. It's been a pretty sh*tty 2020 all around, yes? Yes.