a pack a day
there are about three hundred forest fires in interior alaska right now, and the smoke has finally settled into the valley where fairbanks resides.
the sun last night was a beutiful firey red.
this morning i awoke to highly invisible roads. the stuff has covered everything it can reach, including my eyeballs and lungs. it is making me ill to my stomach, and i will probably urinate smoke for the next few days.
the last time the smoke was bad here, i got an obnoxious cough that stayed with me for months and months. and the smoke wasnt this bad.
its still really hot out, though not into the 90s. and still being un-airconditioned, we get the lovely choice of melting into pools of goo or breathing less-smoky air.
maybe i should get a pack of cigarettes, cut off the filters, and breathe through them.
2004
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You can probably still buy gas masks at army surplus stores, unless George W has outlawed them all as certain instruments of terrorism...
We've managed to get some smokey clouds down here, just a little bit though. You get all the cool stuff.
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