One For the Books

Jeanne always jokes that Rick's bonfires could burn your face off if you let them. You cannot get too close when the fire is first lit. We have been known to build "subfires" to roast our hot dogs. But last night was a first. The lenses on Rick's glasses melted. That's right, melted. What the fuck. For what those glasses cost they should survive the nuclear holocaust. While I need to get on a plane this morning for New Mexico, you can bet I will be making a call or two from the airport to the eye doctor.

And, yes, it is the same eye doctor that is not convinced I am blind in my right eye. http://bishand.blogspot.com/2006/10/can-you-see-me-now.html