Long live Johnny Cash, poor bastard. Of course, all of Southern California is honoring his passing, as can be seeing by the burning rings of fire surround L.A. and San Diego.
I don't have any major lung problems, and I'm a smoker, and even I am having trouble breathing this shit. It's been raining ash for the past 4 days. A couple of times, it's been so thick that the sun is visibly dimmer than normal, and instead of a bright yellow, it's been shining a rather muted apocalyptic red. (I'm selling that one to Crayola)
And then there was daylight saving's time ending. Set your clocks back, gain an hour. Yeah, except it feels like I lost a whole day.
Honestly, where the fuck did Sunday go?