The Panty Lady has said that as of right now this very moment, her house in God’s Country is still standing. Although most of God’s Country has been wiped out.
The firefighters blockading her neighborhood said there is a 50 percent chance the fire will jump the fireline and eat her house for lunch. Her neighborhood is the only remaining neighborhood in Tahoe still under mandatory evacuation.
“Ok, tell all the firefighters that I will sleep with every single last one of them if they save your house,” I said. I know where my loyalties lie, and I know when I need to pull out all the stops to help a sista’ out.
“Well, there are also busloads of prison inmates fighting the fire right now, do you want me to tell them you’ll sleep with them too?”
“Oooo. No. Only firefighters. Like they have to produce some sort of firefighting certification and prove that they personally helped to save your house. I only have so much time, you know.”
Like I said, I know when it’s time to pull out all the stops, and I definitely only have time for firefighters. The prison inmates, however, will get a great big hug from me for saving my girl’s house, which is in the middle of where God’s Country used to be.
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Seriously, save her house.
And I’m down for some of that fire fighter action too.
I never turn down a chance to earn some good karma.
I hope that house and that land is safe and remains so. I’d make a sacrifice it you think it would help.
Here in the west we have a bit of a fire problem. I can currently see three fires burning from my porch albeit minuscule in scope compared to the one discussed above.
A lot of times I think the fires are metaphors.
And sometimes I’m right.
One of the coolest things anyone has ever said to me was that I looked like a fire fighter: this was one particular incident, mind you, not regularly just when I wear tight blue t-shirts (and perhaps flattering lighting). That being said, fire fighters have got to be total studs. I realize tho that the comment could only hold water here out East. Cuz out West those are where the true fighters walk. (Swartzennegggggger said so, it must me true). Gods among men. AND if THAT’s the case, well then, Mela, you’re in for one heck of a gang bang. …which was prob’ly your foul plan all along, I see thru you! Altrusitic my eye!
I know, I know, a girls gotta contribute, right?
When does God’s Country turn into Hell’s Kitchen?
…Hmm, wait a second… I’m coming up with a ‘brilliant’ scheme for this holiday weekendweek: Men of America! Dress up in tight blue t shirts and pretend that you are fire fighters from out West! There’s a plethora of good will just waiting to come your way! Just make sure you “channel” the good karma to the rightful recipients, and it’s all good. I’m sure you mean well, and those boys’ve got there hands tied. Do it for TAHOE!! (put the ho in tahoe?)
Cheers
Hey, if any of the female firefighters need some special thanks, I’m willing to do my part.
I can take one for the team–equal opportunity!!