Smoboke Smoboke

At the age of 3 or 4, I remember asking my parents why my throat hurt when I swam in our family's Doughboy pool. We lived in Pasadena at the time, and the air quality wasn't great, even then. Not long after that we packed up the truck and moved to Beverly, Nevada that is, Carson City, actually. Nowhere near anything resembling Los Angeles. Not even close. But, the air was so clean you could hear it squeak.

Fast forward a few decades, and you'll find me back in California, where I returned the day after I turned 18. Then, take another little leap in time with me to two days ago, when my throat started feeling just like it did when I'd swim as a preschooler. My eyes were even starting to burn. The skies got hazier and hazier. Turns out, much like the rest of Northern California, the Bay Area is now surrounded by its own set of fires. I turned to the Interwebs to figure out just what was burning. Here's what I saw. You'll note that the majority of the state, like the part north of Fresno, is on fire.

Scary stuff, and we were already looking at a drought. So, the rest of the country, the part that's flooding, we would be sooooo happy to send you some warm dry weather in exchange for some water, even in the form of rain. Who is going to build that pipeline, huh?