Surprise, surprise

It's raining in San Francisco!

We have had a few weeks of great weather. You know the kind, go out walking in shorts & a tee-shirt kind. Sunny but not kind. And then Friday night the skies opened. And right when I had to walk home from the Ferry Building. Sans umbrella! What's with all the rain. Enough already.

Yes, I know, people are saying we need it because it's been so dry here. Blah blah blah. I can't wear flip flops in the rain. So quit it!

The best thing about the rain is dodging the spokes that stick out of umbrellas. And passers-by don't really seem to give a flying (cuss word here) about anyone else on the sidewalk. Oh no. It's every man (and woman) for him/herself. They don't tilt their 'brollies so as to avoid poking you. Oh no. You have to duck and dodge or else you might end up with just one eye while the other remains firmly stuck bobbing on the end of some oblivious umbrella-toting beast.

I love the smell after the rain - note I said AFTER the rain. During the rain is something totally different though. But afterwards, there's this clean, fresh scent. Someone should bottle that and make it a fabric softener scent. Oh, wait ...