No Los Angeles summer is complete without a fire and this week, we not only got one, not two, but FOUR.

A fire in the Angeles National Forest, literally a hop, skip and a jump from my house was set ablaze today, a sight I could see 35 miles away in Santa Monica.

Isn’t the photo above quintessential Los Angeles? Palm trees, freeway, cars. Oh yea, and a brush fire.

I was halfway home before I realized that I was literally driving into the fire. As I got closer, the thick gray cloud gave way to a orange fiery blaze underneath. It looked like Los Angeles had transformed into Dante’s Inferno. It was something out of dreams really. I don’t think I have ever been that close to a fire and when I saw it up close, I noticed that the fire was the exact visual interpretation of what I felt when I saw that hot mess Heidi Montag snatch Britney Spears’ retired costume from an MTV performance eons ago and shimmy on stage at the Miss Universe pageant to words and sounds which I would prefer NOT to refer to as a “song.”

Here’s to hoping these fires are contained as soon as possible.