A Strong Car, a Strong Blog, Those Devil Winds

A Clarification, a cause for celebration and a shout out to the Devil’s Taint

To my baker’s dozens of readers:

1) The blog is not going anywhere. Though I did have a blog entry that was entitled:
You Ever Feel Blogged Out? I should have clarified: it was just a momentary loss of ideas. The blog keeps blogging.

2) The car was fixed today in New Jersey at a gas station near you. (Actually, near my sister.) Lovely work. Alternator. We knew that’s what it was going to be. And it was. And now, it’s fixed. Put some air in the tires, too. The car is rolling. Some people hate a car breakdown. I took it as a clue to sleep ten hours.

Okay, let’s get onto the real stuff here. Frigging Los Angeles is a burning mess. First of all, in my self protective way (I have allergies, man!)—I am so glad I am not there. But second of all—all my amazing friends are! And many of them have children. And, well, there are millions of people living in Los Angeles and it just sucks for them all. Is it constant wet towels at the door jams? Is it air conditioning, air conditioning, air conditioning (which simply makes the earth grow hotter—but I have my machine blowing night and day, too)?

Fire season in Los Angeles is annual, we all know it. My memory is that at some point, when you simply cannot take it any longer, when the table in the yard has a layer of gray ash all over it, your head is pounding and everything seems impermanent and highly flammable, the air shifts, whisping in from the ocean and then it rains a little. A relief.

Mud Slide Season is just a few months away. Get out your waders.

I love nature. I do.