Dopp Juice Archive

I was just finishing up a long and difficult week by taking myself out for a sushi dinner, when there was–at the exact same time–a flash of bright light and a BOOM! The whole restaurant jumped out of its chairs and ran to the window. I thought there had been an explosion on the roof, but the waiter assured me it was just a clap of thunder. Two minutes later, FLASH-BOOM! again. Frazzled, the clientele scampered back to their seats.

Five minutes later: “It’s raining!” “No, it’s snowing!” “It can’t be snowing! This is San Francisco!” “No wait! That’s ice! It’s hailing!”

And white marbles proceeded to fall from the sky. I ran outside to dance in it while the waiter ran my credit card, and little children stood at the window to point. There was an exodus of camera phones from pockets as everyone tried to capture the event–but who can really capture falling hail with a camera phone? (I tried.)The storm lasted about ten minutes, and then it was over. Twenty minutes later, the white crunchy streets were back to their regular soggy black. The firetruck sirens are still blaring.

This was way better than an earthquake. Hands down.

I saw an elderly chinese woman on the Muni yesterday wearing a baby blue patent leather hat.

“When I am old I will wear purple…”

Okay. I have about 20 hours worth of work to do this weekend and I’ve spent the past five just playing with my blog. Priorities? Not exactly in check. But look! I figured out how to add a “recent comments” section to the right menu bar, so you can quickly see who’s been chatting it up here. And my bigger accomplishment was categorizing all of the amazing WoolfCampers (and then some) into links. Scroll down and look at the right column. I have many more creative professionals I want to link to… but I really should get to work now. Bad, Sarah.