Happy Holidays to you and yours.
I was driving home from the New Filmmakers screening early this morning, say 2am-ish, and I stopped at an intersection that had a fast food place on the corner. In the parking lot, a person in a Santa suit was crouched down, digging through their bag. They pulled out a toothbrush and started brushing their teeth, turning their head from side to side while they were brushing as if they were waiting for someone to sneak up on them. Every couple of seconds the person would freeze like a deer caught in the headlights, though there wasn’t a single person around except me in my car and a car going in the opposite direction.
Must have watched them freeze three or four times before the light turned green. I wonder if they were homeless, or just someone walking between holiday parties who realized they needed to freshen up before mistletoe-in’. Yo, I’m not judging. It’s Hollywood. Anything goes in this town.
