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The Rodeo and Chediski fires are now mating and coalescing like Spock's emotional brother and the angry, trapped god-creature in the sci-fi masterpiece, Star Trek V.1 And all anybody can do is run for their damaged shuttle craft before they get burned to little crispies. The Rodeiski...Chediseo?...erm.... fire is up to 310,000 acres now, 185 homes destroyed, Show Low is evacuated, and FOX 10 News is about to pass out from excitement.
At work, Rob was musing how it would take at least 800 years for an area that large to naturally restore itself to forest-hood. That blew me away. I would've guessed 150 or so years. I did some admittedly skimpy research, and from what I can tell, the science of wildfire restoration seems like it's in a pretty sad state of existence. And as far as fuel reduction goes, Gov. Hull is getting vocal about the lack of Federal support for forest management. Of course, that'll probably change now. You know, a few people have to die at the dangerous intersection before it becomes fiscally acceptable to install a traffic signal.
It looks like there's a new gross-out show coming to MTV called You Wanna Bet?, where people on the street are offered relatively small sums of money to engage in disgusting activities, like $350 to have their hair shaved off, mixed in butter and then eat it. Which frightens me, because from time-to-time, I've had this morbid dialog in my mind about whether I'd do such & such (like licking clean the little circular floor drain thingee of a public restroom I was in) if somebody offered to pay off my car loan, or my mortgage, or whatever (okay, so wouldn't do it for the car loan...but the mortgage...ummm uhhh...). And I would inevitably shudder and reside in my relief that nobody would ever put me in such a position....d'oh.
Okay then, gotta catch a little sleep.
Jeremy
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1. nyuk nyuk nyuk... :)
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