Smoked Gouda

Outside shooting the shitty shit with the neighbor. Wife informs me of smoke on the horizon and building fast. I think to myself,"Self, I didn't realize that there are still indians our here in Nevada using smoke signals! I thought they all went to cell phones by now!"

Since the smoke was more like a block away rather than on the horizon, Ashlee and I walked over with the neighbors to gawk. Flickity flick flick and off we went. Down the street and around the corner was an apartment on fire. And I forgot the marshmallows...dang it. It took awhile for the fire department to show up but when they did the fire was kaput pretty fast.

Two news heliochopters were buzzing around for quite awhile. The news people said there was about $80,000 in damages. Ding a ling lang my ding a long ling long....and the show was over.

On a side note...I didn't ride today. Tomorrow I am going up to base to buy a new service dress since my fat ass won't fit in mine....or I don't think it will (I don't want to try). While up north near the base I will pick up my new rack...I said rack...for the quads. Quad racks!

Slizo on the down low.

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