Balls stared out the window of his office in one of high-rise buildings in DTLA. It was mid-morning, and, for some reason, the marine layer was sticking around. Normally, it receded to the beach communities until around noon when it went away completely, but it was thick in DTLA and
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Friday Morning Brain Farts/Carpenter Jorb
In lieu of actual prose, here's some randomness to waste time while waiting for DJ 3000 to reload munitions from last night's operations the playlist. I semi-successfully managed to get through my first week as a 9-1-1 operator without causing any serious harm. So, that's a plus. Somehow I've managed to







