On the way out from the Tinseltown parking lot last night, Leah, Day & myself witnessed a rather odd thing. Two guys in a large black SUV in front of us were having some problems getting their ticket read by the machine at the gate. Rather than call over the attendent (who was perhaps 12 feet directly in front of them), the passenger got out, yanked the gate out of the way(breaking it in the process), and drove on. The attendent, meanwhile, was hurriedly and excitedly shouting into his walkie-talkie to get some security down to the car park and shouting for them to stop. They didn’t of course, but I image he got their plates. Day then got out, moved the now broken gate out of the way, and we drove out also.