No Rain On Our Parade
We don’t know how the New Year is celebrated in other parts of the world, but around here (the Center of the Universe), it begins in earnest in mid-December with acres of scaffolding and bleachers along a major thoroughfare. Soon, we have the March of the Mobile Homes (this will be followed by the even more interesting Exodus of the Mobile Homes). A round of celebratory parties, beginning at 4 p.m. and ending around midnight. A fly-by at the crack of dawn by U.S. military jets. And a five-mile hike to see human ingenuity at work — we can only […]
