| Saturday, March 7, 2009 |
15:45 - Forget spring, let's go straight to summer
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Two days ago it was ten degrees here. Ten.
Today it was over 70.
All of a sudden the whole world's come back to life. People walking dogs on the sidewalks, people wearing shorts and waving advertising signs, people jogging and wandering in little casual groups. Being outside is no longer just an unpleasant interlude between the places you have to be.
It was the first day of the driving season, too, clearly. On a quick errand down to the city and back, there were two F430s, an F360, two Gallardos, and a Caterham.
There was snow all over the place this morning. Right now I'm in shirt sleeves, coated with car-washing suds, and about to fling the windows wide open for the night.
Spring in California come on gradually, the transition masked by a month of rain, and there's hardly any difference between it and winter anyway—the trees all look the same, and so do people's lawns, and the only difference is that you don't have to wear a jacket in the morning anymore. Whereas here, apparently, it's more like the sudden repeal of a law. One day you're skulking about like a hunted animal, with the whole planet your enemy, and the next it's carnival time.
As Butt-head once said, you gotta have stuff that sucks to have stuff that's cool.
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Brian Tiemann
