OK it's Sunday and I haven't packed anything and I'm not going to
pack anything until I do pack something and then I'll let you know when that
happens because believe me I don't know when that's going to happen yet.
I'll call tomorrow and find out exactly when I will have access to the new
apartment and I'll coordinate all the movers and the truck and the storage
box (probably), but I don't know when I'll pack that first box. And I'm not
sure I give a shit. Obviously this moving business is playing with my head
and here I am writing about it. I have an interview coming up this week
(finally) for the webmaster job. Or the week following. I realize that has
me jacked up and I really don't want to think about moving or interviewing
or whatever else. So Prop! Drop it! Take a nap. Take another nap!
I gave up coffee and Coke. Maybe that's part of it. One or two cups of tea a
day, none of the other stuff. I really like Coca Cola. Those Pepsi ads with
the little girl who goes ballistic if she's served a Coke makes sense to me,
but she's got it reversed. Restaurants only serve Pepsi when they're too
cheap to serve the real stuff or, like KFC, they're owned by the Pepsi Cola
Company so they can't, but they would if they could. And I've quit Coke.
And coffee. And packing boxes, I guess.
The news is showing columns of smoke rising from the Oakland hills
on television. They promise to keep us informed. I was driving out of San
Francisco back home to Napa on the day the big fire occured and I could see
the smoke rising from the hill line across the bay. I should have realized
at the time they had a real problem on their hands because the wind on that
day was gusting around 50 or 60 miles an hour. Today it's calm and I can't
see anything out of the ordinary to the east. There's smoke in the air, but
it has no obvious source. Without the news program I wouldn't even think
about it. I'm assuming without wind the fires will be put out, but you never
know and the Oakland hills are right up the street beyond the Claremont
hotel which stood its ground against the big one. If I were younger I'd
grab a camera and go for a ride. How to you photograph smoke?