It’s 6:03 a.m., 47° to 54°. Details are here, but I’ll summarize it for you: the Internet says it’s going to rain, rain and rain some more. Also lightning, which would be exciting. We’ve been promised lightning before, so we’re going to wait and see.
All this rain means that today is an excellent day for old movies about cynical gumshoes. I Wake Up Dreaming, the Roxie’s two-week-long film noir festival, just started, and looks like just the thing to go with rain and popcorn.
In other news, national coverage of the Bay Area continues to focus primarily on the booze kerfuffle over a certain race today. We have so many other things to tell you, national media! Sigh.
And in still other news, the Middle East becomes more and more like a spy novel that you would buy in an airport bookshop?
And as real life turns into novels, novels turn into musicals: “Tales of the City: The Musical” opens this week. Will it be wonderful? Will it be terrible? What rhymes with Quaalude? I mean, besides “Way lewd.”
We are holding out for “Valencia: The Musical.”