But no one is complaining. It's more a common chant of , "Hey, we need it... Good for the plants... Everything is so green... and not on fire". Two consecutive years of devastating wildfires will do that to a community.
Chaco has graced us with his presence the last couple of evenings - bringing home some of his dorm crap so he doesn't have to move it all at once. I told him to put his Tetris skills to work. From the looks of it, I'm better at Tetris than he is.
In addition to random junk boxes, he brought home some of his computer toys and has Potato (Meego's computer) all tricked out now.
I'm waiting for the day Potato starts firing actual missiles.
Meego has a Food Day today in his Spanish class. He brought a wildly unique dish: Spanish rice. In typical Meego fashion, he was last-minute pondering what to make last night and Spanish rice was crowned the winner.
As Meego and I were preparing the Spanish rice, Chaco was remembering his own food day experiences. One year, he made these highly labor-intensive deep fried little sandwich things. I don't even remember what they're called. Another year, he brought fajita fixings. I'd told him not to bring too much since it was a potluck. When he got home, he told how everyone was wanting more fajitas as they were the most popular dish. I doubt Meego will have that problem with Spanish rice as it will probably be second only to guacamole on the list of common dishes brought to Spanish class food day.
Anyway, as I was supervising the stirring and mixing of Spanish rice creation, I began singing "Spanish Rice" to the tune of "Spanish Eyes", and the freaking song is still stuck in my brain this morning.
"Say you and your...
Spanish Rice will...
Wait for meeeeee...."
Make it stop. Please?