07-12-2010, 06:11 AM
I'm stuck in traffic in a residential area of San Francisco. Everyone is leaving and traffic is at a near standstill, but nobody seems to be upset. It's like a huge tailgate party at a snail's pace: there is music and dancing and people are wandering around visiting and sharing food and drinks.
It's a sunny afternoon. I look at the sky and there are 2 moons.
It's a sunny afternoon. I look at the sky and there are 2 moons.