The Running of Los Angeles

Desperate for water, and possibly brainsThe L.A. marathon was yesterday, and my hotel was on the route — right at the 12-mile marker, apparently. It’s a bit of a challenge, keeping one’s mind on a press conference when literally hundreds of people are streaming past the window.

I took this shot when I got back to my room — the crowd had thinned somewhat by then, but you get the idea.

In other news, I’m not surprised to realize that when I see hordes of people running through the streets, my first instinct is to look for the zombies chasing them.

Mr. Romero, I hope you’re proud of yourself …

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