A hodgepodge of odd and bizarre occurrences reflecting the unique culture of the Left Coast, from a displaced New Yorker's perspective. By Greg Podolec
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Runnin' with The Devil...
I always loved that Van Halen song. Much to my delight, I hear it coming through my bedroom window, sounding like it's off in the distance. Now it's getting closer and louder, and I can almost feel the bass. I have to get up and take a look. It was the Devil! Really. A guy clad in a fire-red devil suit, from horns to forked tail, is running down my sidewalk, with a two-foot long super bass boombox on his shoulder, blaring that awesome song! I grabbed my sneaks and camera, but I couldn't catch him, cuz he was Runnin' with The Devil! Nothing unusual about that, right?
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