Ground Hog Day ... sort of

Yesterday was an odd day. Scores, maybe dozens of scores of Seattleites were seen for the first time and even more were seeing things only their grandparents have seen ... We had bright sunlight.  Stores were sold out of sunglasses. Bare skin looked as if, once again, Exxon had leaked oil because of all the hastily and clumsy applied sunscreen lotions (SPF 35) sloshing about.  People didn't know where to hang up their raincoats (we rarely take them off) and a number of men went into comas due to the shock of removing their caps and Gore-Tex sombreros.

The really sad part ... people didn't know what to do with the sunlight.  I witnessed at least ten people repeatedly going in and out the same door, over and over, just to stare into the sky.  A few walked into walls and poles, light confused I suppose.

The 6 o'clock news reported numerous cases of drivers stopping on the freeway then exiting their cars just to stand and look at the golden orb in the sky.  There were hundreds of crashes and wrecks because of the earthquake-like suddenness of the brightness.

Of course, this being Seattle, there were anarchists, high on the brightness, running amok and yelling stuff, "Hey dude, it's the end of the world!" And, "Kill the zombies, it's the Apocalypse!"

All should return to normal now that rain wind and snow are featured in today's weather forecast.  Thank god for that.  I can't find my sandals.




I was giddy when I snapped these pics.