Is that Jay Gatsby's "green light" back there...?
This looks like something out of “True Blood” – the part where there’s been some devil-worshipping sacrifice and the whole lawn is tinged with red after some poor sweaty schlub got chucked into the wood chipper.
Just breathing the air here in Los Angeles today made me feel lightheaded and dizzy, as though I were back up about 10,000 feet in altitude. This city has turned my lungs into Swiss cheese.
And yeah, I know this is a bit blurry. You try standing stock-still for 15 seconds.
