Idle Sunday 8 November 1998

In the window of the pet shop down the street, there are all these flyers advertising dog walking services. "I PROVIDE - Love and Companionship for your four-legged friends." Heck with four legs, what about two? Maybe I could hire someone to take me for walks.

"Get the stick! Go on, get the stick! Good boy!"
"Moooo!"
"It's 'arf'."
"Arf! Sorry."
"That's OK, who's a good boy then? Who's a good boy?"
"Arf!"
"Very good! Here's a cigarette."
"Arf Arf Arf!"

The rains have returned, so I suppose it really is Fall now. We don't have Winter here - not that we have real seasons at all, but Fall is about as close as we get. Although I've heard the theory that this is actually Spring, since it's the only time of year that the hills just to the north - Marin, Sonoma, lower Mendocino - are green. I don't remember exactly, but I think the line was that Spring was then followed by Summer Part I, starting around May, and that our Fall came after that. Being the time of year when it's cold but everything is dead. Summer Part II follows in September, and lasts until Thanksgiving. I suppose it makes sense that a California season would come in sequels.

I like the rain, though. It's mild enough most of the time that you can ignore it if you want to, and any city street looks better at night when it glistens as it will when it's wet. Sometimes it does come close to a real storm, and then everyone just kind of shakes their heads and laughs, and says "Wow! Listen to that! It's really coming down out there!" Like talking about the antics of a small child.

That's why East Coast weather was so shocking to me. It was so rude. As if your neighbor's kid, who might've used to step on your foot and then jump away with a giggle, instead pulled out a gun and shot you. This climate today, no respect. When the giant hurricanes come in The Terrible Future That Awaits Us All, people here are going to be awfully confused.

Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.

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