Where there's Smoke...

there is usually some schmuck that doesn't know how to handle fire. That was the instance yesterday. I was at school and missed all the hub-bub. Mom was freaking out, so it was a good thing that I wasn't home and Zach was napping so she could pace and fret in peace. Apparently, the guy down the road let his little ditch fire get out of control and it soon consumed the whole field. It was put out by firefighters right before it hit the tree line. No telling what would've happened if it got that far! Mom has always had major beef with people burning anything within the village and especially right across from the elementary school! What's there to burn right now anyway? Leftover snow? Plastic bottles in the ditch? People around here are a bunch of pyromaniacs.

57 and sunny here today! Woot! We're going to the library and the park. I love Thursdays, my "nothing" days!

Later!