Blaze

I woke up coughing. The news was not good. Wine Country is on fire, and the entire Bay Area is party to it.

Thus deepens the feeling of helplessness. What the hell can we do other than give money and stupid prayers that mean nothing? What can we do to make a difference?

I still have no answer, no friggin clue. I just sit here in Alameda along with the rest of the laptop denizens, pontificating, listening to Red Hot Chili Peppers, thinking hopefully it won't be me. Not today, at least.