March 31, 2008

You ever hear if you sit in a dim room long enough you will start to think it is light? You ever settle for dingy days thinking that is all you are going to get? Tell yourself things like: “well at least it was sunny for a little while.”

Anytime you are just ‘getting by’ is wasted time. Toilet flushed time. Crumpled paper time. Bogus time. Time. Time. Time known as the off season. And it wasn’t until stepping out into the dangerously high top deck this afternoon, that I realized it hasn’t been sunny at all. For a long time really.

Until today.

It is a newfound brightness, like getting your sunglasses ripped off your face while staring at the sun, and I am going to write about it.

March 30, 2008

The sun didn't come out for a long time today. But when it did, it shone (as in Shone Figgins from the Angels) like a star in the hollywood walk of fame.

March 29, 2008

Overcast and cold dark night with rain sprinkle visitors.

March 28, 2008

This weekend is sunshine practice for opening day. If this evening was being graded it would be a 2C for too cold!!

March 27, 2008

It's bright in the city. Bright as the peripheral auras of a migraine headache. Sunlight and horizons fighting for attention in zigzags etched in eyelids and wind and silence buzzing in limbs.

March 25, 2008

Left a cold windy place around noon. Had a window seat in the sky. Kept the plastic 'shade' down the whole time and didn't crack it until the pilot said we were over 29 Palms. The first inch of light was enough to blind a thousand mice. Super sunny in LA today with a little breeze, coolness in the shade, and smog on the move.

March 24, 2008

B.T. Writes in:

Despite it's heat, the California sun isn't what burned me today - god save us from boyfriend's and all their exes.

Sounds like there's been a regular dust-up in my absence.

March 23, 2008

Jamie Masters sends this gentle easter weather update:

MY FRIEND BEN SAID THAT TODAY IS A HUNDRED DEGREE DAY. I DONT KNOW IF HE'S FULL OF SHIT OR NOT BUT THE SWEAT RIVER POOLING IN MY LOW BACK BELIEVES EVERY WORD HESAID. ITS FRIGGIN HOT TODAY!

March 22, 2008

The fabulous Miss Jamie Masters writes in:

Divine in the shade. Intense like your mom's menopause flashes in the direct sun. Summer says, PEEK A BOO, SUCKAS!!

March 21, 2008

Los Angeles today was 82 degrees with such seriousness, such ferver, I blew the pilot light out on my heater. To hell with the chilly LA spring evenings! Even the little blue flame tucked away behind a metal grate in my hallway was too hot in combination with the western sun.

Detroit, MI got several inches of snow. I know because I just landed here. Seems to be a temperature difference of about fifty degrees.

In other statistical information the emergency exit door on an Airbus 320 weighs 33 pounds.

March 20, 2008

Sunshine like a Belini mimosa. Peachy, pleasing, and not cheap.

March 19, 2008

The Santa Anas haven't been around here for a week or so but whenever a strong wind rolls in we like to call them Santa Anas, especially us newbies. The concept of a mythical wind is too fabulous to store away in our brains for proper usage. The past couple days have had the kind of night winds that sound like the million militia guards in "Commando" in your backyard. Except they aren't trying to break in, they are just torturing you via windchime.

"It is hard for people who have not lived in Los Angeles to realize how radically the Santa Ana figures in the local imagination. The city burning is Los Angeles's deepest image of itself. Nathaniel West perceived that, in The Day of the Locust, and at the time of the 1965 Watts riots what struck the imagination most indelibly were the fires. For days one could drive the Harbor Freeway and see the city on fire, just as we had always known it would be in the end. Los Angeles weather is the weather of catastrophe, of apocalypse, and, just as the reliably long and bitter winters of New England determine the way life is lived there, so the violence and the unpredictability of the Santa Ana affect the entire quality of life in Los Angeles, accentuate its impermanence, its unreliability. The winds shows us how close to the edge we are." - Joan Didion from the Los Angeles Notebook/ The Santa Ana

March 18, 2008

Pretty enough to write home about. Southern California knows how to use an extra hour of daylight: fill it up with sunshine and don't let up until the last sliver of golden pink drops behind our horizon. And we do own the horizon because this, the edge of it all, the last corner of the free world, is where it all ends.

March 17, 2008

My friend Beth likes to talk about where the gold at. Too bad she moved back to Baltimore or she could have seen all the leprechauns dancing around on the streets of Los Angeles hunting for rainbows by the golden light of St. Patrick's day sunshine.

March 16, 2008

How beautiful and cold and clear and sunny can a day be?

It was windy, bright, and crisp featuring those kinds of clouds that let the sun rays beam down like the set design from Joseph and the Technicolor Dreamcoat. Rays of light simulating the peaceful, illuminating wings of angels. It was everywhere today if you just looked up.

March 15, 2008

The ides of March (Idus Martiae).

Dark clouds came and went and came and went like curtains opening and closing over the life of a great king. Like hands in a game of peek-a-boo. Like a nightlight with an unsure sensor.

Was the day winter or spring or grey or sunny? Sunny when we left for the beach and grey when we got there. Still when we made the turn into the parking lot and windy when we walked. Today we lived in the ambiguity of spring and suffered (as much as Californians can) in the humor of nature.

March 13, 2008

There was no weather report yesterday because I didn't like what I had to report. It was kind of grey. Nobody wants to hear about that and now we have to start from the very beginning. Starting today, and it was a good day to start with, I predict we will have 100 sunshiny days in a row!

March 11, 2008

My prediction yesterday holds true. Of course the real test will be a time-spanning one.

Today's sunshine was like a five-layer wax on a white mercedes.

March 10, 2008

Seriously seventysomething and severely sunny today. I predict this is when the sun stretch begins. Days and days after days of shining monotony.

80 and sunny til next November.

March 9, 2008

LA smells like flowers on most streets. I'm glad to be home.

March 8, 2008

San Antonio 72 and sunny, Austin 74 and sunny, Los Angeles 78 and sunny.

Many degrees of similarity but only one Alamo.

Think about it.

March 7, 2008

As for the weather, the sun was especially bright today and driving all day with a dirty windshield was downright dangerous. It's time to buy new wipers or move to Portland.

Nobody wants to move to Portland but thanks for the report Bethany!

March 6, 2008

Exciting news from B in LA:

The boys were working on cars out back all day. Working men and all that shiny metal made the day feel especially hot.

March 5, 2008

Dang dog, I don't know what the scene is in Los Angeles but it is nice as a revival church choir here in Austin.

Bethany T writes in:

The weather today was affected by the strangeness of auditioning for a country music video. Daisy dukes made it feel colder than it was. At least my cowboy boots kept my toes warm.

March 4, 2008

Bethany said yesterday that:
LA is as beautiful as the french girl who won the Oscar

March 2 and 3, 2008

It's been rather unpredictable weatherwise, grey and chilly one minute, blasting happy sunrays the next, so I thought I would mix things up by skipping a day. Time to call upon some guest writers. Mt weather meter is getting stale.

March 1, 2008

March, as you may very well know, rolls in like a lion and out like a lamb. Lion is code for super cold and grey day.

Like today.