Fires Near Van Nuys

Okay, maybe I should not have painted such an idyllic picture of Los Angeles! (See my first post.) The recent fires in Chatsworth, Calabasas, etc, show that L.A. is not perfect. We are prone to fires and earthquakes. And riots. And bad TV movies.

My home is in West Van Nuys, in the flat part; not especially known for wildfires. But Chatsworth is only 10 miles away. It's not every day you watch the news and "CHATSWORTH" is plastered all over the screen!


















As I was driving home from work yesterday (Wednesday) on the 405, the smoke was drifting to the south, toward Malibu and out over the ocean. It didn't seem to affect me much, except that my favorite Mexican restaurant, Los Toros, happens to be in Chatsworth! I couldn't bear to lose another Mexican restaurant! (RIP Rusty's Hacienda in Glendale - you were bulldozed for a Burger King! You will never be forgotten!) But I digress...

Actually, I LOVE living near the Van Nuys airport. We get to see many amazing aircraft flying in and out, especially during air shows. Lately we are seeing massive helicopters. Rather than being an irritation, the sound of helicopters flying over my house makes me sleep better at night.





















But the situation is very serious. As I was driving home tonight (Thursday), the wind had shifted to the east. The smoke (now a hauntingly beautiful gray/pink) was now flowing directly over West Van Nuys. As I drove further north home, the sky went from paradise-blue to death-gray. The smoke-filled air made me cough. I began to see snow flakes. My experience told me these are not snow flakes, but rather burnt-ash falling from the sky. The smoke-filled air was quite thick. Back in the house, it's not so bad. (Glad I spent the big bucks on a new A/C system!) But just open the front door and damn! Close the door! Now!!! Time for a Margarita with Pinky.

I am very proud of our local firefighters. They have saved hundreds and hundreds of homes.

In Chatsworth:















And on Mill Creek:
















These guys are our modern-day heroes.

Thank you AP, Reuters, Yahoo! News, and MSNBC.

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This is my blog: One gay man's life and adventures in Southern California. This is the place I want to be. I was born and raised in New York City (Queens). I came to L.A. back in 1982 and never looked back! Who could resist:

• the Best Mexican restaurants in the world (outside Mexico, duh!)
• No tolls, bridges, tunnels, pot-holes, salt on the roadway to rust your car
• Plenty of Chips and Margaritas
• Affordable real estate (in 1984 when I bought my first house)
• The Pacific Ocean - Laguna - Santa Monica - San Diego

I was hooked! Well, add to that boystown (West Hollywood), Studio One, Oil Can Harry's, and temperatures that never go below 50 degrees F. and I was hooked and powerless to go back home.

This blog is for me to share my love of L.A. with the rest of the world. It's a place for my friends to see what I've been thinking about. I'm not into ranting. I believe in PLUR - Peace, Love, Unity, and Respect. I want to share my enthusiasm and ideas, and maybe get some ideas from you. I'll be sharing pictures, music, recipes, secret hiking trails, new restaurants, the best dance clubs (at the moment), as well as links to cool web sites. Don't be a stranger - say hello!

Question of the day: Why do we drive on parkways and park on driveways?

-Dwight