How Nice
20 December 1998
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How Nice
20 December 1998
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"NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"
I lifted my head up out of the water of sleep at the sound of this bellowing from upstairs. Freddie, my neighbor, seemed to be right at the window above me, facing out into the common backyard space of the block. What the heck was he yelling about?
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!"
12:11. Waagh. I had gotten to sleep at about maybe 10:30 in the morning, an hour and a half before. Marathon reading binge. Brain not working too well. Look outside. Now I can hear some of the other people on the block shouting back. Maybe the 49ers had just lost a game? Steve Young lying decapitated and bleeding on the ground?
"NOO!!! IT'S NOOOO!!!!"
Doctor No? What? Then I notice that the rain is behaving peculiarly. Awfully slow. And it's like you can see each drop, big white - oh! Now I finally figured out what he was really saying - Freddie was alerting us all to the very strange phenomenon of
"SNOWWWWWW!!!!!!! IT'S SNOWWWWW!!!!!!! SNOWWWWWWW!!!!!!"
So for about 15 minutes in the middle of the day today, even San Francisco had a White Christmas.
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
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