crime in word and TV too

 This is the time of year to sink into deep detective work. I've been watching Unforgotten, a British TV series and reading The Judge's List by John Grisham on my LIndaKindle4. Today I will dress warmly and go walking with Ginger. The city is still cleaning up after the great rainstorm cycle bomb thing.

we were clobbered

 Cozy and dry inside our little home, but traffic is a mess this morning and there will be a lot of tree clean-up around the city today. That was one big Atmospheric River Rain, also known as a Bomb Cyclone and no, I did not go out yesterday, but Nancy and Scott did a little ocean sightseeing. I like how the weather experts are so creative with colorful new expressions. The worst is over ~ that works for me.

a poem for the weather

This has been the rainiest winter in years and years. Of course we need
it and I'm so lucky to be able to stay in most of the time and not worry
about going to work or the hospital or even school in this mess. I do 
like this rain poem:

Rain

By Don Paterson

I love all films that start with rain:
rain, braiding a windowpane
or darkening a hung-out dress
or streaming down her upturned face;

one long thundering downpour
right through the empty script and score
before the act, before the blame,
before the lens pulls through the frame

to where the woman sits alone
beside a silent telephone
or the dress lies ruined on the grass
or the girl walks off the overpass,

and all things flow out from that source
along their fatal watercourse.
However bad or overlong
such a film can do no wrong,

so when his native twang shows through
or when the boom dips into view
or when her speech starts to betray
its adaptation from the play,

I think to when we opened cold
on a rain-dark gutter, running gold
with the neon of a drugstore sign,
and I’d read into its blazing line:

forget the ink, the milk, the blood—
all was washed clean with the flood
we rose up from the falling waters
the fallen rain’s own sons and daughters

and none of this, none of this matters.

grey, wet, much needed rain

But today I think we will have a little break. Thanks to Husbando
for the new roof, but he neglected to remind me to take down the
chairs on the back deck. Ooooops, I will do that today. And I will
hear him say, "Be careful, it gets slippery out there." Today I feel
contentment in my small home with my previously small cat. She
really enjoyed Thanksgiving...

who knew?

I didn't take this photo, because I don't really want to be out in this rain.
It's good stay-at-home in front of the new fake fireplace kind of weather.
It's a real rain here in the Bay Area. Did the weather people predict this
back in July? I think not. Because of the four year draught we can't
really complain, but I am soooooo happy not to be driving to and from
those museums anymore. Or taking BART to downtown Borders, for
that matter. Gratitude for the rain and the dry in between. Like maybe
it will be dry and clear today? Too early to tell...

it's the real thing

Rain! And lots of it, just like the old days. Thankfully we didn't have
to drive (or fly) in it this morning and now the sky is clearing and I
can go for a little walk after lunch. Maybe, maybe, maybe this draught
will be over in 2016? Snow up in the mountains too - yes!

what is this?

I actually used this yesterday on a couple of long walks. How wonderful.
I met our friend Richard at BART and then we walked down to the
Noeteca where we met Husbando and had a long and delicious lunch
filled with lots of chatter and memory gathering. A little more rain is
expected today and all we can say is more/more/more.

it's the real thing

More rain, splish splash real rain causing puddles and road problems and
making us smile most of the time. I don't love walking in it, but yesterday
I did just to get out and get some exercise and that worked out nicely. I
met Frances at Noeteca on Dolores Street and it felt all warm and cozy,
reminding me of those trips we used to take in Europe where the rain
pounded down and we'd find some off beat cafe with delicious food
and happy people. And so it was yesterday here in our almost-nabe.

rain in the city

Day #2 of the blessed downpours. Yesterday I met Ginger down at the
Embarcadero and we had lots of long walks and coffee sessions. Then
lunch at the Le Boulangerie where we sat in the front window and I snapped
this umbrella photo and hoped for more rain today.

gloriously gloomy

Views from the 9th floor Tower at the deYoung during the long awaited
RAIN yesterday. And the experts tell us that we'll have three more days
of showers and some storms and we dare even one person to complain
about the inconvenience for even a minute during this drought. Hallelujah!

early morning meeting

I was just trying to post a thing from Patrice on How To Survive
an Earthquake, but I'm having problems getting it here on
the blog. Basically it's the Triangle Approach. Don't go under
the desk or bed, lie right next to it because there is usually a
"safe space" there. Same with the car ~ get out and lie beside
it. Of course try to get out of a building, but the stairs can be
iffy as they break away when things collapse.

On that happy note I will quickly tell you that we have an 8am
meeting today and I need to scurry this morning. How I ever
got to Borders at 6am for 8 years is beyond me. But I did and
then was then and now is now and onward, ever onward.

The rain continues as does my damp spirit.

this is worth seeing

Mother and Child is a strange and believable story about a
woman (Annette Bening, who gets better and better as she
ages) who gives up a child when she gives birth at age 14.
That child is Naomi Watts who falls for her boss and I will
stop here in case you want to rent this. We had never heard
of the film, but we choose based on Mick LaSalle in the
chronny and only once in awhile does he lead us astray.
So many movies seem to be out for a week, than straight
to DVD. Changing times.

Work and weather ~ sold out days at the deYoung and
it seems to rain off and on, day and night lately.

the rain has returned

A little late for this I'm thinking. I wonder how it will affect the many
guests at the exhibit today. It's usually our busiest day of the four.
I will miss having my lunch outside and I'm frankly not feeling all
(like) excited about smiling and being on my feet all day. Tonight
is the Magic and Husbando will bring cheese sandwiches and we
will eat them looking out at the rain drops splashing on the bay.
That part will be quite nice.

Last night we finished the 2nd season of Breaking Bad. Such an
amazing program, but so hard to remember that it's just TV.
We are emotionally involved with the main characters and
that good vs. evil thing that kept us glued to our seats during
The Sopranos. Great writing and acting and just enough
sly humor to bring out the occasional audience (of two) guffaw.

brightness in the gloom

A friend sent us orchids for our anniversary and so far we have not
destroyed them. It's still raining, but since I don't have to worry
about work, I'm feeling cheerful and almost mellow. True mellow
usually starts on Day #3. (By the way, that is the flash reflection
above, not some amazing moon or sun apparition.)

Today we are having lunch with The Great Plotniks and tonight
we hit the theater. In between ~ library, banks, errands, etc. Oh,
maybe a nap. Just maybe...

a true rain storm

With loud thunder, bright lightening and lots of rain. Floods today,
that's for sure. This is my last work day of the week and then I'm
taking 4 (four, IV, 3 plus one) off for some catch-up me-time and to
celebrate the b.day of Husbando. I'm in that tired-of-work stage and
felt short-tempered and snappish with customers and fellow workers
yesterday. I'm paid to inspire others, not to snap at them. We had
technical cash register problems in the morning at the DY and that's
no way to work retail, trust me on this one. "No, I'm sorry you can't
use your credit card right now, do you have cash or can you write
a check?" Hmmmmm, I don't think so.

Take care with this weather if you are on the road. I'm planning on
an hour to go from Bernal Heights to the Legion of Honor this
morning. Easy does it.

celebrate the rain

I always love opening my morning email from the blogmaid and finding
photos of RR and her cats, dinosaurs, princesses, sunglasses, pouts
and enticing joy. This is how we all should feel about the much-needed
rain that promises to last a week or so. (Thanks, blogmaid!)

My YSL day was easy and today is an at-home with new computer and
a long list of To Do's. It now stretches out luxuriously before me, but we
know it will zip by before I can say "oh, those loathsome Republicans".