The Home Planet

                             A Day in the Life

                                       Same as it ever was...

Far from the brutal sun, sweltering skies, and gridlocked, crime-ravaged streets of Los Angeles, I settle back for an all-too-brief stay on the Home Planet, there to chill, decompress, and ponder life on this little blue marble spinning through space. To put things in perspective, I turn to the Police Blotter in our local weekly newspaper.

4:45 a.m.; a dog was seen running loose

12:10 p.m.; a resident checking on a house for absent neighbors found a door open

12:49 p.m.; a cow was reported in the road

12:55 p.m.; a 95-year old woman fell

1:05 p.m.; a golf cart was found crased into the creek, beer bottles inside it

6:03 p.m.; a woman found cash blowing down the street

7:19 p.m.: teenaged sisters were arguing

8:25 p.m.; a white Ford pickup was swerving down the road

8:58 p.m.; a car drove through a fence and into a field

11:12 p.m.; a beige van was parked in an empty lot

And the clear winner, taking home the gold:

“Residents and visitors, including kids at a surf camp, may have been surprised Tuesday afternoon to see a small group of young women parade through town.  Witnesses said there were as many as five naked women, accompanied by a clothed male.  One citizen placed a phone call complaining to the County Sheriff’s Office, noting that the al fresco gallivanters may have been European, or else drunk.  Deputies were unable to locate them.”

Drunk or European?  You make the call.  Either way, the image of five cheerfully naked young women marching through town and across the countryside gives me hope. Hope for exactly what is hard to say, but hope in any form is always welcome.

In other news, all is quiet on the Western Front...