Aiden

This weekend was really weird. Thursday or Friday the Santa Anas started ripping through the area, causing the temperature to jump almost twenty degrees from where it had been the previous week and dried everything out. I got mildly pissed because the dry air makes my hair do funny thing and no matter what I do to style it, I always ended up looking like a poof ball after twenty minutes. Though it did make it absolutely gorgeous Friday afternoon when we went out to eat. You could actually see the hills surrounding us in perfect detail, which is so rare for LA.

Saturday shit hit the fan. When I went in to work that morning the sky was clear and beautiful. I found out when I stopped off at the liquor store for a pack and a red bull that there were fires burning in Hollywood and Laguna. Later that night I found out that the Anehiem hills were also on fire. It is fire season but as I rarely pay attention to the news I didn't know that it had started again. When I got out at 2pm it was black with smoke and the sun was burning red in the sky. It was surreal. Then just as i was getting on the 405 to go home it started pouring ash and burnt debris from the sky. It reminded me of a scene from Silent Hill. It was ever creepier that no one seemed to do more than note that it was happening then continued zipping down the freeway in their usual rush to get where ever. I'm working on a poem about the experience but haven’t even gotten full first draft done yet. I'm still in a state of awe.




Today has been the first day that I can see the sky again. Sunday wasn't nearly as bad as Saturday but the sky was still this weird shade of brown and cast an eerie orange glow on everything. I also heard on Saturday that we are to expect the next big earthquake with in the next three months. They have been saying to expect one ever since I moved south three years ago, so I'm not putting any stock in the claim. It happens when it happens and all we can do is be prepared for it when it does.

I was watching the Cycle 11 America's Next Top Model marathon on MTV yesterday. My little sister auditioned for the show and after having watched it she and I are both glad she wasn't picked to be on it. I have never seen so much constant drama go down in every episode. But I had a point. While watching the episode where their shoot was natural disasters of LA I had a realization. You HAVE to be absolutely bat shit crazy to live in this area, like it, and live a relatively normal life. I can't properly explain it. It's just really bizarre to me that we put up with everything and hardly bat an eye.

I was going to post abut something else entirely but I guess I got side tracked. Oh well. Later tonight then. Don't want to bore you all with more text.

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