10.24.07

I wrote a few things last night, but felt that they could wait for another time.

I woke this morning to a familiar image: driving on a dark road wear the beginnings of a snowstorm become clear by the flakes reflecting off of headlights.

But a simple check of the thermometer reveals that temperatures at an excess of 80 degrees (at 4:30 in the morning) I was reminded that it wasn't snow I was seeing, but rather the constant reminder of the disaster that has encompassed Southern California.

Honestly...it is getting bad.

The moon this morning was glowing in a red so deep that it appeared almost purple was awe-inspiring, but also served as a sign that the fires in the area hadn't improved over night.



I'm home now. My office, which sits a full 5 miles from the Irvine Fire, is full of smoke.

The faces of people in the office and in the gym this morning showed the fatigue of people that are living in a cloud of smoke that is so thick that it appears that it is raining from space.

We can't breathe. We can't sleep. And signs point to the ash falling from the sky remaining in the atmosphere well into the new year.


I don't want to sound like a pity-case here. I'm just a spoiled brat who is annoyed that he can't go to the beach after work. But there are nearly one million people who have been forced out of their homes--there are senior citizens and asthma patients that can't get medical attention.

The response has been as good as it can be, and Governor Schwarzenegger has been a beacon of hope for the citizens of the state--whether they agree with his political views or not. He represents the collectively positive attitude of the victims of this horrendous situation.


Sorry to be a downer this morning, but the coverage that the national broadcasts are providing is weak and I wanted to shed light on what is really going on here.

I'll be back to my normal moronic self tomorrow with hope...