LA State Of Mind

In my travels all across this globe I have come to one major decision...people in LA are freakin' nuts. Like there is an extraordinary amount of crazy people here. Oh don't get me wrong there is probably a crazy person in your town...either the town drunk, that guy with the house at the end of the street that the kids believe he is a vampire or in the case of Florida, the governor. However I was here for over a year and the crazies seem to overwhelm the sane ones.

The most common type of crazy I have met is the "Can't handle their liquor". The first person I met like this was an ex-marine going to school for film at UCLA. Very smart and very competent...until the devil's piss (alcohol) hits his lips. At this point he becomes extremely paranoid. He would accuse one of the roommates of breaking into his laptop and stealing his bank info. This started off slowly and would progress into threats of physical violence. His last day in the house occurred when he confronted a roommate who just moved into the house over breaking into his laptop.

Another roommate is was a career waiter who had a problem with liquor also. He would get liquid courage in his system and try to fight people. His final day in the house occurred after he tried to fight someone. He went back to the back house took off all his clothes and sat in the refrigerator....aka naked buttocks on people's food.....and fell asleep. I didn't believe it at first until I saw a picture. He's just sitting there with his head in his lap and spilled milk at his feet.

But not all the crazies lived with me...One day while walking along Hollywood Blvd I step into an upscale burger place and since it was a big burger I couldn't eat it all. I decided to take the rest of it home. On my way back home I see a homeless man and offer him my burger. He tells me that he is vegan and doesn't eat meat. A Vegan homeless man??? Im pretty sure hasn't had meat in a while but it's not because he's vegan. It's because he lives on the streets.

Only in LA...