The Wet Season

People who complain that Los Angeles doesn't have seasons are narrow-minded. You have to think outside the box, kids! Our "seasons" aren't the traditional spring, summer, winter, and fall. No, what we have is wet, dry, and fire. We're currently in the middle of the sporadically wet season.

Storm Watch 2006!! When the news channels go insane at the first hint of moisture.

Little known fact (unless you were driving along Lincoln Blvd in Playa Vista yesterday): there's a LAKE out there! No joke, it spans all lanes, is about 3 feet deep, and the waves will hit your car so hard it sounds like rocks are being pelted at you.

It took 45 minutes to cross it. I don't understand why we need a lake in the middle of a busy street when the ocean is just 5 minutes further west. And what did the city do about it? They put up little blinky lights on pylons with a sign that say "FLOODED." Wow, thanks. Because I couldn't tell I was already ass-deep in water!

I finally made it through that mess...but then had to drive to the Valley. That also took an hour, but that's to be expected in rush hour. I'm lucky it was only that long, especially in the rain. I took my super-secret route over the hills but the fog bank resting on Mulholland was crazy thick, like molasses without the yummy. Visibility was maybe 5 feet. FIVE feet. And some asshole rode my bumper all the way down the hill. Jerk.

It didn't rain today. But the lake is still there, though mostly just over on the east side of the street. We all know how much I love the city planners, so who's in charge of the drainage systems in this city? Because I have a letter to write to them too. In fact, I can't wait until the people who will eventually live in those buildings react to their subterranean garages being flooded. I'm sure I won't be the only one Dear John-ing their city councilmen to death.

*evil laugh*

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In other news, there would be less of this if this was required reading. It's not rocket science, it's just common sense!