My bloggy-ness has been a little tardy to the party as of late, due to some autumnal traveling, some newfound walking, driving, and moving back into my place after 5 1/2 months of being away.

In any case, I’m trying to make up for it…

Here’s a little shout out to the Occupiers in Downtown LA, who, today, are facing eviction and trying to stand their ground.

A couple of weeks ago, I slid into Manhattan at the tail end of Occupy Wall Street, with the intention of hitting up Zuccotti Park for a “30 Before 30” adventure. However, I woke that morning to the news of the OWS eviction during the wee hours of the morning and had, as has happened before, narrowly missed my chance to be part of something epic and possibly find my true love somewhere in the crazy. (After, you know, I got him to shower, and we’d discuss The Communist Manifesto at length over a romantic dinner of Ready to Eat military meals in his tent.)

Bummed that we had missed the crazy, my friends picked me up in Brooklyn that morning carrying this here bird cage, housing two Zebra Finches. Love Birds. We named them after our friends who had just gotten married a few days before and took them around Manhattan (the details of which will be revealed in a short film I’m editing about them). 

In any case, after we drank a bottle of wine before noon, we headed to Zuccotti with the birds, slapped this sign I wrote on the cage, and became wildly popular with the protesting crew and the press. 

I think the second photo, in which we got the NYPD to crack up, is my fave.

Footage to come.