First raid (for me) in SF at Montgomery Street org -- they're getting a little blase about having us there... might need to shake things up...
Still, I tried my best:

Here's one of the guys that Guards the Fortress:

His name is Joe, apparently. As I was leaving, he and another guy in the same black and red garb slowly eased away from me. Guess I have plague. Or entheta. Same difference?
How much do I love anonymoog??? He's such a cool dancer and charismatic person. Makes me wish I was back in high school, so I could ask him to the prom!

Is this a Tommy Davis groupie or what? Why are Scilons always in a hurry? And are they really talking on the phone? Or just trying to look busy and important?

Still working on my "Your Brain on Scientology" (thanks, Sponge!) sign, with Hub-listening-to-tomato-plant-heart-beat graphic...
Meanwhile, I blinged up the sign with the most important message...
