While there are many things about Los Angeles that truly baffle me, there are two things in particular that I've been wondering about.

First of all, driving to work every morning I pass by an auto dealership. Jimmy's Toyota or whatever. And on top of this big ugly building, is a giant, inflatable Kangaroo wearing boxing gloves. Now, I don't know about you, but the first thing I look for when I'm in the market for a new car, is a massive fucking Kangaroo. That's a place I wanna be shopping.

And the massive balloon changes. There used to be a lion on top of the dealership. Before that was a monkey. And before that, a big dinosaur. And this is not the only dealership that does this. Oh no. Somehow, someone decided that this is exactly the way to get people in the mood to buy a car, and now almost all the dealerships do this. Can you imagine the people who rent out these things? They're like the luckiest people on earth. "Hey Louie, what the fuck are we going to do with a 3-story inflatable monkey? Hold on, the phone's ringing. 'Louie's balloons. What? Seriously. Why??? I mean... sure. We can rent you a giant fucking monkey for your car dealership. Good idea. OK. Bye.'"

I know you advertising geniuses will be quick to point out that the giant Kangaroo is successful in that I noticed it and am talking about it, but it's still pretty retarded, and not in a special way.

Secondly, I'm just wondering if anyone has ever been driving along thinking, "Goddamn, I wish I had me a big 'ol bag of grapefruit and some peanuts". Because in L.A., on busy intersections, this is what Mexican men stand on the median, selling. Who decided that these were the hot ticket items for the corner of Lankershim and Riverside? I'm just wondering...

Finally...

...tomorrow, a certain something will turn one year old...

The Corin "Corky" Nemec Happy Song Corner

 
 
Corky is out doing laundry... I mean, he's at a Big Hollywood Premiere.
 
 
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