Oxnard—I can’t remember the last time I’ve seen so much rain fall over a weekend. Maybe when I lived in Vermont, but that place is like the land that time forgot.
NORMALLY, the rain falls, a lot of it, but starting on Thursday, it changed to a downpour, a continuous, flooding-the-roads, downpour.
Naturally, Janis had a pair of interviews in Ventura, which meant hydroplaning down Victoria Avenue between Oxnard and Ventura.
About halfway to Olivas Park Drive, I started hydroplaning, hit the curb, and knocked out my dashboard.
I got Janis to her interview after some seriously bad directions from my phone, and she went in while I waited. I was hungry, so I went to the grocery store, and I got myself a snack.
I started the car after Janis came out, and my dashboard was back on. Wow, was I happy. When I got up the next morning, my dashboard was off, so I got frustrated and hit my left side view mirror, and it came back on. Maybe I scared it.
We got home, and I thought, finally, church, prayers, and some sleep, the toxins in my body disagreed, so I spent the night shaking.
After…
