Photo courtesy of skunks via Flickr.
And the fire’s moving towards Hollywood.
It’s important to remember that Griffith Park is about two miles away from me, and since those two miles are covered with pavement and cheap stucco mini-malls (both of which tend to be fire-proof), the chances of my neighborhood burning is pretty much zero.
Right now, my main concern is the possibility of the power going out, and the ex-boyfriend (not Mr. Movie Star, a different ex-boyfriend) sitting on my couch, chewing his nails and flipping channels trying to see if his house is on fire or not (his neighborhood’s been evacuated, and from what I understand the Sherriff’s officers had to literally pry him off the property when the order came through).
Although my ex will be fine (unless he keeps yelling “Quick! Come look at this!” to show me more news footage of smoke plumes, and then I’m going to kill him), let’s all cross our fingers for the other nice folks who live in that area.
Here’s hoping that all of the Los Feliz-based bloggers (and non-bloggers as well) are safe, sound, and unscorched.