Bring Hotdogs AND Marshmellows
The American West is burning. I mean the American West is burning like I've never seen the West burning before ... ever. I've been around for a while now and this is just about as bad as I've ever known. Wake up in the cool of the early morning and the smell of wildfire smoke greets your just waking up lungs and oh mommy ... I need a choke. By noon when our sun is doing it's very best to make sure that should you venture outside, you'll be sorry in about no time at all. I do feel badly for folks that must do their working stuff outdoors and you can be assured that they've got plenty of water with those working to insure no one does the wilting drill and will immediately be in need of rescue personnel attention. When you hit the 110 degree ambient air temperature with 1% humidity mark you almost can stay ahead of the sweltering schtick but just barely. It's hot it's damn hot and that says it all. Add onto that nifty tidbit of news a raging wildfire, well,...