We drove in to Oakland last Saturday afternoon, and as we got off the freeway I saw the Tribune clock and wanted a photo, but didn’t have my camera ready. That Universe is such a jokester. Guess what I saw when I looked out our hotel room window? Thank you very much!
Today I read about the Doomsday Clock with scientists moving the time one minute closer to midnight indicating we’re closer to doom.
Ha! I laugh in the face of the Doomsday Clock. My clock says it’s six minutes to Happy Hour.
It is officially Happy Hour.
Twelve minutes in to happiness…I’m not feeling any doom.