Just before the ball dropped on the East Coast, I was in the bathroom cleaning my contact lenses when I heard some crazy lady screaming from over the backyard fence “House on fire!” I looked around… Wrong! My house isn’t in fire. My neighbor’s house is, though! She banged on my back door and we opened it up, and noticed his backyard was nicely toasting over an open flame.
What a great way to ring in the New Year. The only problem was, nobody’s home! Steve is going to come home to a house wih a half-burnt side and won’t have to worry about mowing his lawn for quite some time. The fire department came in to save the day and not one, but two fire trucks raced down the street — completely missing my neighbor’s house! A few minutes later, a Fire Department SUV pulled into our cul-de-sac and started pulling away. My Wife ran down the street in nothing but her bath robe and a towel to flag the guy down and let him know that his friendly neighbors put his house out.
Good thing I recorded the ball drop…
January 1st, 2009
Miscellaneous, Personal Rants