Los Angeles abuses you. It picks on you. Humiliates you. Kicks you around when you least expect it. But it loves you. It doesn’t want you to leave.
I just got a text from my friend Claire who recently moved to San Diego. First, she had to deal with a massive sinkhole when she got there. Now, her city is on fire. She sent a text to let us know that the San Diego media have a name for this new event:
Here’s a cell phone pic that her boyfriend Rich snapped when he was told to go home from work yesterday:
This proves 3 things.
1) It’s hard to see when the road is covered in smoke.
2) San Diegans are safe drivers.
3) Cell phones are still the suck.