A few weeks ago I had a major case of the Monday Blahs. I had no desire to be at work. I didn't like what I was wearing. I was not excited for the microwaveable Weight Watchers meal I had just picked up for lunch. But as I was driving back to the office, who did I see walking down the street?
Yes, Chewbacca. He was walking down 1st street in Burbank with two normal-looking human buddies. Just minding his own business, probably on his way to Baja Fresh. Maybe he works in post production now? Who knows. He gave me a friendly wave (probably because I was staring) and I cheered up immediately. I love this city. You never know who you might run into.