After a hellacious commute earlier in the week due to the storm, today I got my reward. I passed the President's motorcade on the way home. I wondered why the freeway was closed in the opposite direction, and why policemen with sniper rifles adorned the overpasses. Then, I remembered he is scheduled to come to SF this week. I guess today's the day. I saw the limo with the flags, a string of black cars and SUVs and the paramedics. Must be nice to have your own paramedics.
At least I am not standing in the back behind a tree this time. This is the second time I've been T--H--I--S--C--L--O--S--E to the Big O.
A Calendar To Die For
15 years ago
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