back in my twenties I had the good fortune of traveling as part of my job requirement...in Canada...I was single...living in a small studio in Astoria...no car, rent instead...and so, I went...Vancouver to Halifax...over the course of a few years...several days a month...I really liked Canada...even actively looked into getting a job in Toronto...not easy without citizenship...and gave up...settled for the required travel on the company dime...and saw a lot of a beautiful country...how ironic these days...putting masks back in my bag...checking the weather app with intent...oh, Canada...you're burning to the ground...after days of rather shitty summer weather here...Newark Airport, anyone?...newspeople are talking about air quality again...indexes...so even if the sun shines...how safe is it to lay outside?...for the southern half of our country...the smoke may never hit as bad...but the heat is literally killing them...and if not triple digits...there's always a tornado or two...which leads me to wonder...were there really only ten plagues for Passover?...is Moses wandering the burning fires up north?...any firefighters up there hear "hey, Aaron, hold my stick, eh?"...cough...cough...
