talkin' shit about a pretty sunset
last night, i decided to take the pouring rain as a great opportunity to train for the apocalypse. (also, i'm a fairly cheesy person who finds things like running in the rain irresistibly romantic.) running in the rain is almost tolerable. i don't get red-face and i can run a longer distance, but still, the best thing about running only sporadically is, every time i do, i realize all the muscles i have that i don't use.
later in the evening, as the sun set, the rain also subsided and the dusky highlight was the coolest shade of yellow i've ever seen; it made everything look like gold. then, the clouds blew away revealing a sunset that looked magical even from the Office Max parking lot.
while this was happening, Prince was kicking off his show in San Antonio. this morning i found this concert review in MySA.com. reading the article requires a (free) subscription, but it's probably not worth it -- the review isn't exactly two thumbs up WAY up. what. ever. i wish i could have been there, if only to hear "Nothing Compares to U" performed live (yes, he sang it during his encore). any adoring fans care to give me their review?
good news: i qualify for BUNAC. London is ON.
depressed? this should cheer you up.