Aaron Riveroll | Photographer

When I was a kid, I loved Superman. Chris Reeves was the man. I would throw a towel around my back and jump off the stairs…unfortunately, I was never able to fly.

So even though I’m not what you would call a comic book freak, I am really looking forward to this movie.

You can see the site here and check out the teaser trailer.
Superman Returns

I know you are all curious about the burning. I finally had to leave the house because the smell really got to me. Now I see why; it was simply a load of crap that was on fire. Literally.

Here is the story:
SignOnSanDiego.com > News > Metro — Trash station fire sends smoky plumes into air

So not only is my nose burning, but apparently a waste management building a few miles away also went up in flames this morning at around 3, which would explain the burning smell earlier this morning. And it’s still burning. The patches of smoke seem to fill the sky and then dissipate, due to the lovely Santa Anas we have this weekend. I’m hoping the fire will be out when the winds really kick in later today…then maybe it will blow the tasty smoke away. But in the meantime, it is wreaking havoc on my sinuses.

I do this little thing every time I sneeze…when I’m at work and do the old “ah-choo,� someone always says, “Bless you.� It’s kind of nice. So I always reply with a, “thank you.� And in my best Elvis voice I add a, “Thank you very much.� But when you are sick or have allergies and are sneezing all day, it gets annoying…even for this king.

Aaron has left the building. A-uh huh.

So I’m still awake from the morning and I have determined that there is nothing on Saturday morning other than cartoons and Saved By The Bell. Cartoons really aren’t my bag anymore…and even though I’m always up for Zack’s crazy antics, I think I’ve seen every episode of SBTB at least a dozen times. This morning Zack invested in potatoes and almost cost Miss Bliss her new whip. Like, oh my gosh!

Alright, I think the fumes are starting to do things to my head…so since there isn’t anything else for me to do, perhaps I will clean and get to my Saturday. It’s only nine and it feels like I’ve been up for years.

It’s almost 5 in the morning on a Saturday…and I’m awake. It smells like burning.

I was sound asleep mere minutes ago and then I woke up. It smells like something’s on fire, and I’ve paced around the house for the last 15 minutes in the dark and I can’t figure out what it could be. It’s quiet outside, and I don’t see any smoke, so I am just as puzzled as ever. But the stench is strong…something is definitely funky.

It totally reminds me of the Cedar Fire back in October of 2003…everything smelled like ash and fire. You could see little pieces of ash floating around and cars were coated with white blankets of ash. It was the most awful experience.

Anyway, since I’m up and disturbed by the smoky smell, I thought I would write. I just came out of one of the biggest and worst weeks for work. It wasn’t bad; it was just busy, reminiscent of my busy days at UBOC. I had problem files and issues to work out, which makes it difficult since I’m still learning. And I hate feeling stupid like I don’t know what I’m doing when I really do know what I’m doing (if that makes any sense at all). It’s annoying. I was able to manage and get things done, but it wasn’t without a little effort. Things like this used to come so easy.

I was also sick for part of the week (like, a day). I kicked its butt and nipped it right when it started. I took medicine (which I never do) and drank lots of fluids. But wow, that one day was terrible!

Well, I have the news on and my police radio and I hear nothing. Nothing at all. I guess I should go back to sleep now.

I have photoshoots this weekend. Should be fun. I haven’t taken pictures in a long time. That is, if you don’t count Daisy or Buster…and the cool moon the other night. Back to sleep…more later.