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Daddy-do and me, 2010
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So Cal is on Fire
So Cal is on Fire - My favorite radio station, (KFI am 640, is running nothing but fire coverage today -- prempting the 9 am and 12 pm syndicated shows (the famous hosts on KFI that I refuse to listen to, because they're both obnoxious), so I've had the radio on in the background all day.
These are the 18+ fires on Google maps just as of 4 pm today. Click on the map snapshot to see the current Google map.
My mom was impressed that I posted photos of the tunnel crash in my last journal entry, and so she sent me some photos of the fires today:
There are no fires close to my apartment, but because I'm on the coast and the winds are blowing all the smoke everywhere, I cannot comfortably go outside either. I got a small headache just walking to lunch, the drugstore, and back home again. The sunshine is orange-tinged and dim. There are eddies of soot and ash swirling on all the parking lots. There's a smell of smoke everywhere, and there's between 0.25"-0.5" of soot on all the car. I went out to put the shade in my windshield this morning, and there was a layer of soot on the entire car. I usually leave my window open in my bedroom, but it has to remain shut now. There's a layer of grit on everything in my room now, that I'm still cleaning off.
And I'm not even in the flames areas.
I hate this season in California. It's more than depressing: It's oppressive and fear-inducing. I usually find myself pondering, "Do I have everything backed up? Could I flee a fire with just a few seconds to grab things? Could I survive if I lost everything?" I've never thought seriously about what I would have to take with me, but I'm beginning to think more about what could I throw in a carry-on bag: The laptop, the hard drives, my purses. I might grab my SCA jewelry box and maybe 1 book and 1 drop spindle for comfort. Could I jet with just that? I think I could. But it's sobering to think about what it would be like to lose everything. I hope I never have to know for real.
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Today's Blessing That I'm Thankful For: The hard-working firefighters and media members, keeping us safe and up-to-date on the status of things.
These are the 18+ fires on Google maps just as of 4 pm today. Click on the map snapshot to see the current Google map.
My mom was impressed that I posted photos of the tunnel crash in my last journal entry, and so she sent me some photos of the fires today:
There are no fires close to my apartment, but because I'm on the coast and the winds are blowing all the smoke everywhere, I cannot comfortably go outside either. I got a small headache just walking to lunch, the drugstore, and back home again. The sunshine is orange-tinged and dim. There are eddies of soot and ash swirling on all the parking lots. There's a smell of smoke everywhere, and there's between 0.25"-0.5" of soot on all the car. I went out to put the shade in my windshield this morning, and there was a layer of soot on the entire car. I usually leave my window open in my bedroom, but it has to remain shut now. There's a layer of grit on everything in my room now, that I'm still cleaning off.
And I'm not even in the flames areas.
I hate this season in California. It's more than depressing: It's oppressive and fear-inducing. I usually find myself pondering, "Do I have everything backed up? Could I flee a fire with just a few seconds to grab things? Could I survive if I lost everything?" I've never thought seriously about what I would have to take with me, but I'm beginning to think more about what could I throw in a carry-on bag: The laptop, the hard drives, my purses. I might grab my SCA jewelry box and maybe 1 book and 1 drop spindle for comfort. Could I jet with just that? I think I could. But it's sobering to think about what it would be like to lose everything. I hope I never have to know for real.
* * * * *
Today's Blessing That I'm Thankful For: The hard-working firefighters and media members, keeping us safe and up-to-date on the status of things.
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