11.05.2006 True to form

Tonight was the Bonfire we had planned for months and invited 38 friends to. Just before people began to arrive, and just after sunset, we lit the bonfire. Dark comes quickly here now, so within half an hour, the fire was beginning to catch and grow, and with 30 people milling about, chatting, eating, drinking, all were having fun. Then, true to form, one of our friendly week-ender neighbors (lives in the big city) called the fire department, frightened because they saw a fire in the woods. I mean, when you see a fire through the woods, with people standing near it, moving about, and you hear music coming gently through the trees - well, it means that there is a forest fire, especially after a solid week of drenching rain, and you should be very scared, right? The fire department made us put out the bonfire. Completely. Would not leave until it was completely out. What a drag, what an embarrassment. Well, we had a little fire in our little chimenea on the deck, and some fun was had. Boy, though, it really smacked me in the face how much I HATE IT HERE and want to get the %&@* out of here.