There was a tornado warning in the BAY AREA today. It was raining so hard on the drive home that the sky merged with the freeway and all I could see was torrential downpour and tiny little bumps I was hoping were lane dividers. There were inches of water on the road and I couldn’t even tell how deep it was. Yet amidst all that craziness, I saw the brightest rainbow I have ever seen.
It was technicolor-dreamcoat fantastic. It was as if Rainbow Brite and Lite Brite got together and made a baby and that baby became the neon fabulousness of this double rainbow. It was so lovely that some people on the side of the road who had crashed into each other trying to make their cars swim through Highway 50 were admiring it.
In addition to being a promise from God that he won’t drown us like rats (even though it looks that way), I also took this glorious event as the following:
- A definitive sign that God feels Prop 8 should be overturned (He did throw that thing smack in the middle of the state capital and all)
- Inspiration for another adventure-in-pastel
- Reassurance that my Radiohead “In Rainbows” CD will still play all the way through even though it got a little scratched up
Enjoy! Here’s hoping we see marriage equality for all in California in the very near future.