What about the wind?
Oct. 5th, 2005 06:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gategrrlDropped Little Guy off at preK, and jetted off to a coffee shop for coffee and muffin - and was faced with a long line of customers waiting for their Starbuck fix. I took one look, and shot off to the nearby Ralph's market for a Starbuck's Frapacchino and a muffin. I didn't get the muffin, but bought the coffee. I took note of the Channel 4 (NBC) truck veering around a corner, with radar dishes on top, and ignore it. They must have wanted coffee, too.
As I slung my bag into the passenger seat of the car out in front of the Ralphs, a woman with a hefty camera bounces off of another woman with a small child, and heads over to me, and her question was:
What do you think of the wind?
This, while the Santa Ana is blowing us around like hair in a hair dryer. "It's hot," I say, brilliantly.
"What about driving on the 405 freeway?"
"Oh," I say, "I didn't get here on the 405, but I'm glad I didn't drive on it. With a small car like this, I'd be shoved over a couple of lanes. Those folks in a minivan are so lucky."
"Have any upper respitory things been going on?" she asks, trying to keep up the little momentum that's going.
"Oh, sure," I reply once again. "With the wind, we're getting lots of the ash from that fire coming, okay, not alot, some, but yeah, it is a little harder to breath, what with allergies and all."
She gave up, thanked me, and went off for fresher quarry.
I wonder if I'll be on the news tonight. God, I hope not!
As I slung my bag into the passenger seat of the car out in front of the Ralphs, a woman with a hefty camera bounces off of another woman with a small child, and heads over to me, and her question was:
What do you think of the wind?
This, while the Santa Ana is blowing us around like hair in a hair dryer. "It's hot," I say, brilliantly.
"What about driving on the 405 freeway?"
"Oh," I say, "I didn't get here on the 405, but I'm glad I didn't drive on it. With a small car like this, I'd be shoved over a couple of lanes. Those folks in a minivan are so lucky."
"Have any upper respitory things been going on?" she asks, trying to keep up the little momentum that's going.
"Oh, sure," I reply once again. "With the wind, we're getting lots of the ash from that fire coming, okay, not alot, some, but yeah, it is a little harder to breath, what with allergies and all."
She gave up, thanked me, and went off for fresher quarry.
I wonder if I'll be on the news tonight. God, I hope not!
