While stopped at the gas station today, I crossed paths with a woman in spandex as she was getting out of her SUV. In her vehicle were two kids, three dogs, and a bunch of "stuff" that seemed hastily thrown in. She seemed quite frazzled as she rooted through her purse for her cell phone.
From where I stood, I could easily hear her phone conversation. Turns out she lives in Santa Barbara where wild fires are continuing to burn. While working with her personal trainer she had gotten a call that it would be a good idea to evacuate. She literally ran home, loaded up the car, and got out of there, still in spandex. She had the piece of mind to grab the dog food and the baby formula, but not to grab a change of clothes. She laughed for a moment at being "stranded in spandex" before assuring her person on the other end that they were fine. I'm saying a prayer for her tonight, and for her family.
I had a nice visit tonight with my godson and his family. They had a great tale to tell at the dinner table. This morning around 7:30 AM they received a reverse 911 call reporting that "a 300 pound b--- was in the neighborhood," and folks should take care to keep their kids and pets indoors until animal control resolved the situation. Unfortunately the family member who took the call didn't hear what it was that was in the neighborhood, only that it began with the letter "b." A bird? A bobcat? A helicopter was heard overhead. Unable to take the kids to school, the parents pulled out the Legos.
Turns out it was a black bear. I was amused to hear one news report refer to it specifically as a "California black bear." Someone joke it was really an Oregonian black bear that jumped a southbound train, but got spooked by the wild fires. I refrained from commenting that it could have been Smoky the Bear. At least while the kids were in the room.
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