Dog Days

Of course, we San Franciscans are terribly spoiled; lots of beautiful views, nice weather, good food and cute boys will do that to you. So when anything comes along to upset that, we tend to whine and sulk. The whine and sulk level is pretty high these days. Wildfires north and east of here have been spitting smoke all over the Bay Area since last weekend and every day it's a little worse. The light has an odd harsh yellow quality about it, the sky is a dirty pale gray and today you can definitely smell the wood smoke. It makes your throat sore just looking out the window. You don't need to point out things could be worse, earthquakes in China, floods in the midwest, Cher in Las Vegas - I got it. I'm just contributing my own little bit to the local Whine and Sulk Festival.