A close second would be knowing that I get to have my head yanked by the chiropractor on Tuesday. True, something could happen to delay it, as has happened so often lately, but I'm going to enjoy the anticipation of getting my head yanked for as long as I can. This is because my neck has gotten really achy over the last few days, and badly needs adjusting. It must have been put asunder when I jammed my head into the corner of the couch during one of my recent unintentional naps.
Last night we got an unexpected quarter inch of rain. No more is expected tonight, so I wouldn't be surprised if some falls. Better news is that the next two days could be relatively balmy, getting up to sixty degrees. Sixty degrees in January is tanning weather. I'm betting somebody will be out mowing their lawn, and the kid from up the street will probably be running around wearing a t-shirt. I'll still have my jacket on, of course, but I might take advantage of the weather to get some overgrown plants trimmed. There's some sort of flowering plant that is about to cover up the front yard hose bib, and attempting to crowd out the sourgrass. It needs to learn who runs this place. Chop, chop.
Looking at the weather map I noticed that there is a high wind advisory in effect for Los Angeles. Ah, the Santa Ana winds. I really miss them! It was always nice to go out walking on a windy winter night, when the air was so clear, and usually at least as a warm as it will be here tomorrow afternoon. The wind always made the lights twinkle. Sometimes it would also make some of them go out, when a falling tree would take out an electric line, but that was a small price to pay for the spectacle. If I could go back to Los Angeles for one day, I would choose a day when the Santa Ana winds were blowing.
The Sciences Sing a Lullabye
by Albert Goldbarth
Physics says: go to sleep. Of course
you're tired. Every atom in you
has been dancing the shimmy in silver shoes
nonstop from mitosis to now.
Quit tapping your feet. They'll dance
inside themselves without you. Go to sleep.
Geology says: it will be all right. Slow inch
by inch America is giving itself
to the ocean. Go to sleep. Let darkness
lap at your sides. Give darkness an inch.
You aren't alone. All of the continents used to be
one body. You aren't alone. Go to sleep.
Astronomy says: the sun will rise tomorrow,
Zoology says: on rainbow-fish and lithe gazelle,
Psychology says: but first it has to be night, so
Biology says: the body-clocks are stopped all over town
History says: here are the blankets, layer on layer, down and down.