Tonight the rain came down in L.A. in a beautiful, glorious way, the only way it ever comes down in L.A.

I drove through a neighborhood where all the traffic lights were out. The neighborhoods were pretty empty, so there was no cross traffic and I found it hauntingly beautiful. The streets were black and shiny, the rain pattered on the roof of the car, a mellow D@vid B0wie song played on the radio. Driving through the dark intersections filled me with a feeling of dangerous beauty, like watching a sleeping jaguar.