Free love on the free love freeway

Okay, you may think I'm crazy, but I swear on my life I think that someone trimmed the bushes outside the Hollywood Bowl sign to look like penises. Seriously. They're pointing up into the air and have a set of balls each. If you don't believe me, go north on Highland toward the 101 entrance. If you go to the left to get on Cahuenga instead of the freeway, there's a little grassy island on your left. The bushes in question (and I swear, there will be no question when you see them) are just sitting there in all their erect glory. Let me know what you think (you know you want to see it).

(It occurs to me that I just may get some porn Googlers from the vocabulary in that paragraph. Sorry to disappoint you if that's how you ended up here. "Trimmed the bushes"--heh.)

(However, if you got here by searching for something The Office-related, well then, welcome. If you don't know what I'm talking about, then shame on you--set your TiVo for BBC America!)

(Most likely you got here because you either: a. Live with me, b. Are one of, oh, two people who tend to comment here, or c. Are a spammer, in which case, get the hell off my blog!)

(Now that I've done so many parentheticals, I'm finding it hard to go back to a regular update. I think I'll just leave it at that.)

(If that's okay with you.)