Happy national day of protesting police brutality! I'm at Afternoon Job right now, which is right next to Parker Center and Los Angeles City Hall. The streets around here are lined with police in riot gear and on horseback. I guess just in case things get out of hand, the police will be ready with their night sticks and rubber bullets to beat the crap out of lawbreakers.

On a completely different note, I hate seeing pretty women walking by while I'm in my car. They break my heart because I keep thinking "Hey, where you going? Why is she walking away?" And I cry. I cry one big tear.