Riding around in 187 unhealthy air quality level due to the winds bringing down wildfire smoke from Canada was yet another memorable weather-related incident for our apocalyptic diaries. It was reminiscent of being in crowded bars before the smoking ban took place and a good reason to break out those damn masks again. Who knows what sort of damage this will cause us down the road, as all the particulates attempt to pass through our systems. If I wasn't so excited for my chicken masala lunch, I would have resented coming in.
