Today avoided, dodged, weaved, jooked and rope-a-doped. It made every attempt to slip by unobserved. After a contemplative beginning, it did what most days do - accelerate into sameness - until late afternoon.
We went to visit with my son's teacher, dodging rain into and out of his "portable" classroom. Portable not because its predecessor was swept away by a vengeful g-d, but because the school is too damned crowded and the district won't expand. Which is another expression of a vengeful g-d, I think. A more subtle, vengeful g-d.
And now it's done.