Observation: It was so windy the other day that I got a leaf lodged in my sinuses.
L.A.’s Octobers are like that. It’s not chilly but it brings a bit of bluster. The winds kick up, the yard signs go flying.
The other day, White Fang tinkled on the face of a School Board candidate, whose campaign sign had flopped along the sidewalk. I don’t think it was personal. But maybe.
Welcome to public service, pal.
