LA Chronicles 16.5

Is it still the LA Chronicles if I’m technically not in LA? Since I’m the boss of me (remember when you said this at least once a day when you were 8?), I say it works…I’m lucky enough to be in Detroit, MI. The funny thing is I was actually born here but I feel like I know my way around 10 other cities better than I do in Detroit and half of which I’ve never lived. Anyway – back to my reason for writing…

I’ve said over a few posts that my LA life consists of a perpetual game of freeze tag where I just wait for someone to tag me so I can actually move again…in traffic…in lines…in speed dating…you name it…However, I learned last evening that it is not just my LA life. It is my life in general. I spent approximately 450 minutes in the O’hare airport yesterday…which doesn’t sound that bad until you realize that there are only 1440 minutes in the day…I also spent the majority of this time waiting on a flight that would never take off…the reasons ranged from delay in another airport to wind to price of gas to incompetent fortune tellers…We finally took off at 11:15 pm CST only to arrive in Detroit at 1:23 am EST…But the waiting was not done there…we waited for our bags...we waited for a cab…and even waited for someone to help us at the front desk of the hotel…And I’m fine with waiting for things in LA because they usually are worth it…for instance waiting in traffic to see that special someone or waiting in line to get into a hot spot or waiting on your check to go blow it at Nordstroms…but waiting to go to Detroit…not quite in the top 10…probably wouldn’t make the top 87…

And in other news…for those of you that haven’t heard...our friend Snoop Dogg has been arrested for illegal possession of drugs and firearm…Now I’m not going to talk about what he should or shouldn’t be doing in terms of recreational activities because I blame his boys. How rich do you have to be to hire someone to carry your “substances” or “protection”…I’m going to go out on a limb and say he is the most important friend in his circle based on income. You think his boy might say, “Hey Snoop, let me hold that bag for you in case there are a few police around?” (Granted it would have included a few slang terms that ended in izzle or spaced out with the word church) But naw…they let their meal ticket get caught…and on that note…when someone gets arrested and they are your financial sponsor…where do you go to get bail money? Can you just stop by the precinct to pick up their debit card? Can you use a credit card to get someone out on bail? Is bail tax deductible? But I digress…I’m just saying no celebrity should ever get caught carrying an illegal object…and in the case he does it is on his crew and not him…

With all that said, I’m giving away 3 ounce ziploc bags not for what you are thinking right now but in honor of my time spent in the airport listening to that message over and over and over…you’d think they would record a few different versions just to be considerate…

MC – For telling everyone I only like light skinned, long haired women before my arrival in LA…
CG – For setting out Cincy even though I’m not going to make it there…
SO – For being the funniest person ever not be funny on purpose…
RC – Just cuz…

M. aka “Boss of Me”