The Roof is on Fire.
Sunday, February 24
So Saturday night (Sunday morning really) the girlie and I settle down for the night kinda late, say 12:30ish. I didn't hear any noise really but the amazing amount of flashing red, yellow, and white lights right outside the bedroom window woke me up and got me to my feet in a hurry. One peak outside the window and I see flames rising from the house across the street. It was about 1:05am and there were four fire trucks on our street.
The flames didn't really last too much longer, so I didn't get a picture of that. And thankfully the wind was blowing the smoke away from our direction. I don't believe anybody got hurt, there didn't appear to be any sense of it anyway, we only saw one person outside who actually lived there... otherwise we didn't know who was home at the time. But like I said, nobody seemed to care so I assume he was it.
Looks like I'll have to pick up tomorrows paper to find out what happened. But what an interested way to kill an hour or two in the morning. Eventually there ended up being a total of five fire trucks, a rescue vehicle, two cop cars, and I think another ambulance showed up for no reason really making that total two. Yeah, lots of flashing lights, there was no way we were going to sleep with all of that outside the bedroom. God, if they had used their sirens that late, we could have had strokes.
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holy cow! -jojo
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