fire season

they say there are no seasons in LA. there are seasons: "hot and dry as fuck", "cold as shit and dry" and "on fucking fire season". there used to be riot season, but until the election in november, let's keep our fingers crossed that that season has finally gone.
we are now in fire season! the first day of fall just barely passed and a day hardly goes by without some outrageous brushfire threatening the homes and livlihoods of others, especially firefighters.
this morning we woke up to a fire in our valley - far enough away that we are not in danger, but close enough to smell the smoke, see the smoke, have ashes blowing in the wind in into open doors and windows, see the flames from some areas and to evacuate neighborhoods, shut down freeways and schools. this is happening in a rather populated area, easy to access. it's difficult to control, because the evil santa ana winds are blowing hard and heavy from the desert. - the santa ana winds hate me - something in the desert hates me and almost everytime the hot winds blow, i get a sinus infection, but that's an entirely different blog - this time it's blowing the fire and ash.
what kills me - and this is an ongoing peeve - one of my biggest pet peeves ever sayeth the x - is water.
california, los angeles in particular is a made up city. without water that we take from the colorado river, we, los angeles as a city, would not exist. yet everywhere you turn throughout LA, you see water: fountains flowing, sprinklers sprinkling, swimming pools, fish ponds, green acreages and ACREAGES of golf courses, etc. we are in a contant state of water shortage. more actions are being taken to "reclaim" water for irrigation purposes. and now, you even have to ASK for water when you're at a restaraunt.
yet, oddly enough, as i walked up to my office door the morning, the superintendent or maintenance worker for the building was WATERING DOWN THE SIDEWALK to get the leaves out of the way.
no one sweeps in LA. they don't rake, or brush away and throw out leaves. they WASH them away - with water.
wha?why?how?where?
huh?
how -
i mean - i can't even verbalise...it's just beyond my comprehension. my little brain just can't fathom the rationalization of WATERING A SIDEWALK or DRIVEWAY or PORCH area. ok, MAYBE to deal with some dust blowing around....? THERE'S ASH AND BURNING EMBERS BLOWING AT 25+ MPH!! i don't think anyone will notice a little bit of dust or leaves blowing around today.
i have to ask for water in a restaraunt so you can fucking water your sidewalk?
fuck off!
just fuck the fuck off!