Who Gives A Hoot?

Okay—points to whoever can figure this out… Te other day I was getting myself some coffee when I noticed the strangest thing out the wind. An owl—just sitting perched on the wall of part of our building—the Directors Guild of America building. It took a moment or two to realize that it was just a little statue of an owl which was odd but kind of neat. I figured someone got bored and just placed one there just because.

I didn’t really think much of it until later that afternoon. I was outside having a quick smoke and I noticed another stone owl on top of another part of the building as the workmen were getting ready for some viewing premier. And I realized that it wasn’t just a random novelty but that the owls have to mean something.

Must be bored at work today since all I want to do is just JB Fletcher this owl thing out…