Sonoma County's biggest fire ever is still burning, but my electrical power is back on. I have returned home.
We had to leave Santa Rosa when our power was shut off by some damned fool working for PG&E. It's difficult to live in a cave without light or heat.
1. Management of our complex of about 200 apartments bugged out immediately, warning no one, fleeing, and leaving a sign on the door that said the office would be closed until further notice. Meanwhile maybe 10 of the renters are more-or-less apartment-bound or close to it. Lucky for them that a tenant in a helping profession stayed behind and provided warm lunches, cooking on the bar-be-cue on the pool deck.
In general the balmy power shut-offs stranded many old or ill people in the North Bay Area, customers left behind by PG&E to suffer whatever fate awaited them. This included old women upstairs in electric wheelchairs and dependent on elevators.
2. At our motel near the zoo in San Francisco, Susan came upon a toothless woman at the desk telling the clerk that she had accidentally thrown away her teeth. She apparently wanted the clerk to climb into the dumpster and search. He explained that dumpster entry was contrary to company policy.
3. I ate a wonderful chunk of apple pie at Butter Love, a bakery in SF everyone should visit.
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