I kid you not.
I have to admit I was feeling a little smug on my choice of locale when this dust storm swept across our cities…
I have to admit I was feeling a little smug on my choice of locale when this dust storm swept across our cities…
Good one God.
That is the Opera House in the background, in case you were wondering.
I got up this morning to this headline: “Is the dust radioactive?”
My joy is indescribable.
The fuss is over a uranium mine which is near the site the storm originated from. Of course the dust is very likely not radioactive and I’m not running around screaming (as fun as that sounds). But it’s not exactly what you want to see on a Saturday morning.
The dust has made life… interesting, and now I’m about to get super friendly with my vacuum, which will likely have a name of it’s own by the end of the day… I’m thinking Vaughn. What say you?
