Saturday, August 11, 2007

Alchemy to the Rescue

We went to the beach in Santa Monica today. It's a very nice beach. One feels as if one is in a perfect place out by the beach in Los Angeles. (Though, of course, the beach communities are separately incorporated.) All that beautiful water, making us feel better, cooling off the air, but otherwise basically useless. Of course, G.E. offers us hopeful commercials on Sunday mornings during the weekly talk programs -- mixed in with the pharmaceutical commercials justifying extortionate prices with vague promises of curing us of all ills of soul, libido, and metastasis -- suggesting that the arrival of cheap and easy desalination of sea water is imminent; but I'm not holding my breath.

Wednesday, August 8, 2007

Water water everywhere -- but here

So, as I have been complaining to people trapped in elevators with me at work, I really really miss rain -- especially thunderstorms. So what happens this week? My former home, New York City, gets the storm of a century, with massive thunderstorms and a deluge that knocks out the entire subway system.

Sometimes -- and this is true -- I have these dreams where all of L.A. is flooded with clean blue water, and we're all just wading around in our flip flops in the cool, transparent, knee-high water, drinking smoothies. It would cut down on our driving.