Just As I Thought

Gonna be weather, whether or not

Wash your car, and it’s certain to rain. Talk about sun, and the clouds will roll in.
Just yesterday I was complaining — as I am wont to do — about the constant cloudless blue sky and bright, bright sun here in San Jose, wistful for the changing weather back home, where I gather there have been exciting thunderstorms and whatnot. Every day, hot hot sun and no clouds. The recent winds have been nice here, a bit of a cooling influence.
Then this morning, a shocker: clouds! Big, thick, puffy, dark clouds floating over whatever valley it is that I live in — I have no clue what my neighborhood is called, perhaps someone more knowledgable than me can let me know what area Communications Hill is in — Almaden? Blossom Hill? I figure that I can tell people it’s “where 87 intersects with Capitol Expressway” and let them figure it out.
Anyway, cool temps and a dark day, with miniscule bouts of drizzle… unlike most people, this has served to bring me out of my depression a tiny bit, it’s a little reminder of home in the midst of sunny paradise.

2 comments

  • Sort of like when I first moved to Virginia … I didn’t know how to describe where we lived. I usually just toss around the phrases “Columbia Pike” and “Pentagon City” and hope for a spark of recognition. And I still haven’t gotten familiar with the freeways, which I guess isn’t so crucial given that I don’t drive here.

  • Jeff, officially we’re in Columbia Heights, but no one really ever uses that outside of Arlington County officials. I generally start by asking folks if they know where Bob and Edith’s is, since it’s such an Arlington institution; for the 90% that do, I tell them I live right behind it. For the others, I generally just say “on Columbia Pike, close to 395 and the Pentagon.”

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