late nights, bright lights

Now I'll never be able to sleep. You know when you get that icky feeling like something is going to happen?

Yeah, well, one of the houses down the street is just blazing.

It's scary but no one was home. They got dog out okay. He was wandering around so we put him on a leash. Seems pretty upset.

Apparently, the people who live there [near as we can tell, a young couple, no kids] are on vacation in California. The people next door who were taking care of the dog were out for the day. They got home about ten minutes ago and threw a fit. [I don't blame them]

The people on the other side are sustaining major ass smoke damage.

In the driveway of the house was a sexy ass Camero. It's toast. Goodbye, fancy collectable car. [Not to mention basically everything they owned]

The worst part about it all is we have no idea who these people are. Apparently the guy's name is Greg and they are in California. that's all anyone can tell the police.

The next door guy [to us], the one who cuts his lawn three times a week, got woken up by the people outside. He thought it was some kids, so he came out to yell at them. When he saw what was going on, he ran across the street to wake up the people there. The guy next to him heard his dogs barking. A few people heard the sirens.

Did our dogs bark? No.
Did we hear kids? No.
Did a neighbour get us? No.
Did my step dad get up to check if I was still on the Internet and see the lights flashing through the windows and decide maybe he should see what was going on? Yes.

Urgh.

And now, to wait for morning...

[Oh yeah. Not going to New York now. Life sucks.]