I remember as a SoCal kid in the 70s and 80s. 1st, 2nd, 3rd degree alerts. We were still expected to go out for recess, walk/bike home, etc. I'd make that 3 mile walk crying because my eyes and lungs burned so badly. Now I have asthma.

So true! Can someone take the time on a rainy day to toss the junk and organize things?

Imagine that!

It's decided I have an invalid handle. WTF.

Yup.

The insanity. And the choice for AG has a mugshot. So winning!