Two coworkers (Brian and Joe) and I were walking outside today. 

We noted not one, not two, but THREE helicopters swarming in the skies above us.  One of which was doing massive loops.  That third copter was emblazoned with "POLICE."

Good times!

We looked up at the overpass from the 405 freeway that runs (or, more accurately, "crawls") through Los Angeles.  Right there in front of us, was a standoff.  Police cars, an abandoned truck, and a nervous looking man. 

Brian grabbed for his camera phone.  He's new to LA.  He was excited.  LA-regulars don't get excited about earthquakes that knock A-list celebrities into their laps while in the middle of a gun battle, so Joe and I were less interested, but still excited on Brian's behalf.

I was ready to continue our walk, when Brian yelped in excitement and enthusiastically shook my shoulder.  "He's got his hands up! His hands are up!"

Brian tried to film the whole scene on his cell phone, but forgot key features like starting to record and zooming in on the action until much of the scene had unfolded.  But we did see the gentlemen ordered to the ground, and then swarmed by officers with their guns drawn.

Good times. I love LA.