When the sun comes down on the Santa Monica Boulevard

"Thank you God!", I screamed earnestly, "Thank you for making man and giving him this beautiful, bright, sunny day in Southern California. A perfect day to shop, to go to the beach, swim in the ocean and get tanned" Then suddenly it occurred to me, "Hang on, I am an atheist, communist, Indian woman who lives in Mumbai and who can't swim, what am I talking about and whom am I talking to?" and then I got off the bus err.