Where I live in the Oakland Hills I have a magnificent view of SF Bay and the cities around it. The big deck has hosted many 4th of July parties to see the fireworks, sometimes ten or twelve cities at once. Half the time the fog comes in and the fireworks are obscured, but by then the party goers might not even notice. These days most cities cancel their firework displays because they are broke. Kodi and I plan a quiet meditative day, reading and perhaps painting. That is, I HOPE.
Oakland police are on riot and fire watch this weekend as the LA Johanes Mezherlie trial goes to the jury. The air is tense. Many store windows are boarded.
Meanwhile the annual special fire inspectors are making their way through the Oakland Hills inspecting personal land for fire hazards, a good thing, and a tax supported activity since the big big Oakland Fire. I usually pass but some times I have to invest more money in removing hazards. For one thing, the branches of each tree may not touch the branches of another tree, and we all know how trees grow. It looks like the inspectors will arrive here tomorrow or the next day. It always makes me anxious.
Some time earlier this year I had an electrical fire in my kitchen, caused by a freak accident when a worker cleaning kitchen grout got chemicals in an outlet and caused an electrical fire and explosion. It was mighty scary.
But the latest electrical hazard hit me out of the blue. Three weeks ago I was about to surrender to anesthetic in the hospital for a routine cholonoscopy/endoscopy when the surgeon announced I was in atrial fibrillation. I have never had a heart problem and didn’t even know what that was. Eight hours in the ER followed, and many heart tests, the last of which was yesterday. The conclusion is I have a good but aging heart, but I have a very faulty electrical system. I keep shorting out and my heart keeps dancing the Swedish Polka and I am English. I have no symptoms I am aware of. Next week I have a consult with an electro physiologist cardiologist for a plan of what to do. I guess there are many ways to squelch an electrical storm.
Question: do you think Chunky Monkey can put out a firestorm? I’ll have to write to Ben and Jerry. Cross your fingers.