Thursday, May 22nd 2008
A fire is burning in the Santa Cruz Hills. A steady wind is blowing, making containing the fire very difficult.
I’ve lived through arson. And now I’m fat, dumb, playing Poker, and loving life.

A fire is burning in the Santa Cruz Hills. A steady wind is blowing, making containing the fire very difficult.
I’ve lived through arson. And now I’m fat, dumb, playing Poker, and loving life.
