So, yesterday, I gave you a short list of some of my “stalkees” – people I’m obsessively following right now. But, this morning, while running, I realized I left one of my most important victims off the list – The Bloggess.

And the thing that prodded my memory was this:

Yes, that is a big, honkin’ metal chicken on the front lawn of a mansion. Say, what?

I was trotting around the streets of an area filled with the Hollywood elite – actors, producers, directors – and their plastic surgeons and attorneys – when, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mr. Chicken. Now, this sight would normally just give me pause because, I mean, what the hell is a big metal chicken doing on the front lawn of a mansion? But, this morning, it was more than that. This morning, what came to mind was this:

http://thebloggess.com/2011/06/and-thats-why-you-should-learn-to-pick-your-battles/

This is truly one of the funniest things I’ve ever read on the internet, and one of the reasons The Bloggess is at the top of my “stalkee” list. Her book, “Let’s Just Pretend This Never Happened,” is laugh-out-loud funny (and since she grew up very close to Hubz in Texas, I can vouch for the fact that the stuff she writes about really does happen in the Lone Star State).

So, when I saw this chicken, I had to stop, turn around, and find a way to get a better view. Which may, or may not, have involved scaling the security gate without getting arrested for being a REAL stalker (people are very sensitive in Los Angeles). And of course, getting a picture. Because what kind of stalker would I be if I didn’t have evidence?

And from now on, please consider me officially part of the stalkerazzi!

Happy Running!

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