This final note on the way out today.
If I seem a bit low energy, like I’m dragging, it’s ’cause I slept in the middle of a hurricane last night.
Actually, slept is too strong a word, because the winds that are hammering parts of Southern California kept the dogs up, kept the kids up and turned the lights out. About a quarter million people here are still without power, chez Ryssdal among them.
More Santa Anas to come tonight, as well.