This time of year, my least favorite, a favorite song runs through my head. It plays over and over. There’s no stopping it. It’s an oldie by Eddie Cochran. “I’m gonna take my problem to the United Nations. Well I called my congressman, and he said, quote: ‘I’d like to help you, son, but you’re too young to vote.’”
Do I have the summertime blues! Driving west on I-8, I encountered five minutes of rain. 500 drops. Mt. Signal was obscured by clouds. The skies were a spectrum of grays. Beautiful and so different from the sun bleached sky of Valley summers. Flash flood warnings were posted, and I could see why. It cleared as I drove on. Huge traffic snarl west of Alpine as Caltrans worked on a bridge. Patience. Cars and trucks moved slowly winding their way on the overheated highway.