Imagine my astonishment to come across some good news the other day. I was taking a bath when I read this good news. I know bath taking is a strange activity in the middle of the hot summer, but we’d had a rare cool string of days and I swam in the morning and came home and felt cold and there was no one to stop me and I would not even have to tell anyone. So I ran a bath and even put in some crappy Pantene that was lying around for bubbles. I sank into this gloriousness. My bathtub has a wooden shelf fit across it, and on this shelf was a cup of black coffee and some buttered white toast. This is my idea of a good time. I checked to see how the enormous Park Fire in Chico was doing, not well at all. We are not far from this fire, but all the smoke at that point had gone completely in the other direction. It is terrible knowing that something like that is near you and not experiencing it, but you also feel every day that you are getting away with something which is not entirely unpleasant.
I went from the “bad fires nearby” portion of the website to the “are there any fires right near me” portion. There were not any fires near me. There were some traffic accidents, and some mattresses that had fallen off pickups to watch out for, and then, the extraordinary, delightful, unexpected item.
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