A Slice of Life, New York Style

Abstract

Background: I was soaked. The rain was good. We needed it, after all those months of alarms about water shortage. It came down heavily without warning. The sky seemed to open up apocalptical, with blinding lightening and deafening thunder. Many umbrellas turned into wobbley satellite discs losing their fragile , alues in the end (although many in this land seem to be irretrievably wedded to their bauered umbrellas. I thought "Hmm"... When the good Lord decides to piss on us everyone catches it the same way.