Happy New Year everyone.
It’s raining in Southern California, the first really big set of storms this year, and settling-into-middle-age curmudgeon that I’m becoming, I’m perversely happy to see the likelihood of rain on the Rose Parade tomorrow morning, bah humbug, as a fitting response to those local folklorists who perceive some divine favor in the lack of rain on the Rose Parades for lo these past 50 years. That said, the second forecast storm seemed to arrive earlier than expected this afternoon, so that I’d be surprised if the storm did in fact persist through tomorrow morning…
I’ve lived almost my entire life in southern California, and never been to a Rose Parade…
More tomorrow.
