Well, we have our own woes. We've been having this lovely warm wind thing called a Santa Ana for the last few days and it is supposed to end. There will be water, instead of light, falling all around from the sky. (Hopefully, at least, no more jet fighters). But we will buckle down and grit our teeth and bear the sufferings of hard winter. It will only last a few days and then the sunlight will start falling. You've never seen winter until you've been through a San Diego December sunlight storm. It covers the trees, the roads get bright and shiny, the roofs and porches are just covered with this bouncing radiance. Gruesome. And you have to mow the lawn and trim the flowers because of it too. It drives people--especially the shapely young ones--into all kinds of odd behaviors, including dancing on wave-tops and running around town with their cleavages exposed. You should hear the old folks complain!!! Sigh. The gutters get choked up with sunlight, and the streets get clotted up with these half-naked lithe college students.