Like Times Square on a Saturday night…
I haven’t been able to bring myself to cut off all ties to our old life in LA. To wit, I am still subscribed to the LA Fire Department’s email list which is why I happen to know that there have been a slew of Red Flag Days in our old home town lately.
On Red Flag days, the the fire danger is so high in the “brush areas” of Los Angeles that on-street parking is prohibited so that fire trucks can quickly get where they need to go to fight off the raging fires that Fall often brings to Southern California .
I’m thinking I much prefer the red flag days here on Sparrow Bush Road…
If you’re looking for a grocery shopping experience that differs from this one, venture on down to my local market (on route 9, past the John Deere dealership, the Creamery, behind the Mobil station) where yesterday I heard this conversation in the meat section…
“Whattaya been up to, dude?”
“Shit! Me, too!”
“Yeah. Even just for a year.”