Andy Chase

It rained like hell here in the Valley today, and I'd say the temperatures stayed in the 50's well into the early afternoon as a result. I finally got to bust out the off-white ribbed sweater I bought at Goodwill for $4.00 back in July. I remember it well; it was about 110 degrees out that day, and even in the air-conditioned store just touching something as warm as a sweater made me want to crawl out of my skin. But I knew the day would come when I'd be glad to have scored it for so little, and today was that day.

This is a Folgers-drinkin' sweater if ever there was one; when I put it on I feel like I should be out on a porch overlooking a duck pond at dawn, a golden retriever at my side and one foot up on the railing while I sip a mug of Folgers contemplatively and do that serene, eyes-closed archaic smile they always do in those commercials. A right cozy sweater, in other words.

The rain stopped fairly abruptly shortly before sunset, and the clouds blew away north quite quickly. It's always amazing how blue the sky is after a heavy rain rinses all the smog out of it, and how fresh the air smells. And it's still fairly chilly out - this will make for excellent sleeping weather. Speaking of which, good night.

Addendum
I decided to try and find a dumb old Folger's commercial still, but my Google search for "Folger's commercial" turned up something much, much stranger: An MP3 of Paul Stanley singing the Folger's jingle.