Disco Inferno
Excuse me...Excuse me, Sir?
Pardon me...
Sir? You, mister, the one from Houston who just broke through cinder block with your...ramming rod?
Umm...Miss? Excuse me, Miss?
Heellloooooo??? You, with the suspended boobies?
No? Nothing?
Okay, well yeah...I know that the three of you aren't listening to me... and you're all real hot and bothered and everything, but while you're busy being naked and slightly dirty on your boo-boobs, (although, curiously, the woman looks dirtier than the two manz...)
This reminds me of something...Hummm...What IS it? What could it be?
OH YEAH!!
WE WERE ON FIRE LAST YEAR TOO.
I forgot.
California + Summer = Fire.
I'm sorry that I haven't posted lately. The new Summer Session at UC Santa Barbara (where I shake my money-maker) began a couple of weeks ago and its bitch-slapping me around a little.
A little too much for my liking.
AND UC Santa Barbara is located in Goleta, just West of Santa Barbara. Where the fire is. So, we've been dealing with power outages, lots and lots of smoke and falling ash.
It's been fun.
But, things are getting better.
There's light at the end of the smoke.
And there's a blogger ready to rise from the ash.