What a fun day I had today!!! I have to share it with you. Pull up a chair and let your old friend Mark tell you all about it.

I was at my day job. Since I am a failed actor, I must demean myself by actually going to work. If I had just signed up for some Scientology classes when I first moved to L.A. I could now be starring in blockbuster motion pictures and flying around the globe in a jet but, alas, I instead have to work.

When not running XENU TV or working as a freelance video editor, I do market research for the film industry. I was about 45 minutes away from home today in a mall in Redondo Beach. I was finding some folks to come and see a new movie on Tuesday night.

A woman came up to me and said "Do you know that man has been taking your picture for the past hour?" She pointed at a man across the mall who spun around when he saw me. The heavyset, squat, hispanic man quickly aimed his camera at The Disney Store and pretended to take a picture of it. This woman said she had been watching him for some time while she and her friend had lunch. I explained to her briefly what was happening and thanked her for her help.

I watched this guy who now knew I was onto him. After 30 seconds he decided to drift away and wander into the crowd. The lady who spotted him had alerted security and I decided to follow them and see what was happening.

The P.I. was leaving the mall and going into the parking structure and I asked security if they were going to stop him. They told me that they had simply told him he can't take pictures in the mall and asked him to leave. That wasn't good enough for me.

I caught up with the man as he entered the parking structure. I went up to him and asked him how Mike Rinder was doing. Told him I was very concerned about Mike's health after seeing him in person a couple months back. I also asked about Moxon and Kobrin but he didn't seem to know any of these people.

Well, I had time to kill and I'm a naturally curious fellow so I decided to spend some time with this guy and ask him a lot of questions... such as if he didn't work for Scientology, why did he need all those photographs of me? And did he know what his employer was really like.

We had a lot of time to chat because I decided to walk him to his car. This should have been a short trip but this fellow didn't seem to want to go to his car now. He walked me down and out of the parking structure and crossed the street. So now we are chatting away. He wanted to talk about the baseball game but I had other topics I felt should be covered like Snow White and Paulette Cooper and Lisa MacPherson. In truth it was a one sided conversation because he kept telling me he wasn't interested... but I can be rather chatty when I get started on this topic so I just kept rattling on.

We then strolled into a furniture store for about 15 seconds as he pretended to look at prices on some tables but I was still prattling on about the recent DM declaration and how DM's perjury was going to bring the whole house of cards tumbling down. He quickly decided it wasn't a good time to invest in furniture so we left the store and walked back across the street.

As we headed back to the parking structure, a taxi was sitting nearby. The PI went up to the driver and asked him if he could take him somewhere and the cabbie agreed. I told the driver just what a fine fellow he had as a passenger and let them head off to unknown destinations taking comfort in knowing that I had caused this guy some inconvenience as he had to leave his car behind for a while and come back to claim it later.

The PI claimed his name was Ben Hernandez.

[Former LAPD officer. Has worked with Eugene Ingram since 1990. -- Garry <garryls@postoffice.pacbell.net>]

For anyone who might find this info usefull... the cab was number 4324 with a license plate number of 5N40087 and left the South Bay Galleria at 4:36 pm on Saturday 10/23/99. The phone number for the cab company is 800-6LA-TAXI. Perhaps someone might call and ask for info on this customer. Perhaps not.

I went back to work vastly amused by the shenanigans of the the criminal cult of Scientology and had to wonder just how long I have been followed. This could not have been the first day. How many rolls of film have they wasted on my daily routine? What a bunch of screwballs.

One thing that came from this experience is a greater determination to fight this dangerous cult. I need to step up my activities. It's been too long since the XENU TV cameras have been pointed at the church.

There is a celebration event planned for the 30th at the Shrine Auditorium here in L.A.

Anyone care to come and picket?