Friday, April 11, 2008

Springtime for Hitler and San Francisco

I have spent all day thrashing and being thrashed by schedules and news releases, trying to write a couple of press releases that translate our corporate cosponsors' weaselspeak into something the media might actually pick up. I finally wrestled the whole thing to the ground, shipped it out and walked outside only to discover the most beautiful day in history is unfurled out there. It's been sort of chilly and damp for weeks here and this sudden burst of springtime fabulosity came out of nowhere. Even by San Francisco standards this moment is particularly lovely; the air is soft and balmy and the sun is so sharp, the shadows look like xacto blades (Does anyone actually use xacto blades anymore? Except in that unhappy universe inhabited by Martha Stewart craft drones, I mean.)

I had been vaguely aware that the whole office is very quiet, which I was grateful for, but now I realize it was because everyone else has slimed on off out of here to enjoy the day. Well, count me in, bucky. That trail of dust is me, cause I'm gone, baby, gone.

4 comments:

  1. Good for you! It's a lovely day up here, too. I spent the afternoon doing yardwork and staring at that crazy mountain that silently glows in the sunlight, like some giant backdrop for the greatest show on earth. Which, in some ways, it is!

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  2. woo hoo! it's going to be a lovely weekend around the bay area. i have to make sure the plants get enough water again. and then i'm gonna burn myself to a golden tan crisp!

    hope you enjoy it all too!

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  3. I might just have to use an exacto blade to kill myself in jealousy.
    It's hot and humid down here already.

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  4. As a designer I have to say that the EXACTO blade is my best friend. You guys are so lucky with the weather in San Francisco during the spring and summer. I’m with Jason in the tropics, today it was so hot and stuffy I actually turned on the air conditioner for the first time.

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