Is that me meeting George Potts downtown yesterday or is that an old picture of “smokey Pittsburgh?”
This Canadian wildfire story is making us harken back to the old days but, I haven’t had to go change my white dress shirt at lunch time.. yet!! What a summer!
The only good news is, we don’t walk around smelling like dirty, steel mill soot. Each morning smells like a beef brisket or a Tom Friday’s Market smoked beef stick!
Canada… let’s get it together! We’re not mad.. I mean, you have us Sid Crosby and Mario but…can yinz all start up your shop vacs at one time and hold them up in the air…. paleeeeze.. YaJagoffs?
