prognostication?
Every other night, in the parking deck across from our condo, around the hours of 11:00pm or 12:00am (or sometimes later), a guy in a jacked up jeep wrangler goes racing through the parking lot, squealing tires at every turn, before he gets out on the road and runs the stop-signs in front of our building before accelerating off into the night.
Well, he won’t be doing that any more. At least not in that jeep.
Tonight, it exploded, into fiery flames.
And while I didn’t catch the explosion, I saw the last of the flames and the blackened, smothering remains being put out by the two firetrucks. If I had only had my digital camera.
Lucky for you, I took these shots using my iSight, they’re blurry, dark, and you can’t see much. And if you squint, you can see the glee in my face in the reflection of the glass.
April 16th, 2006 15:06
Are you saying you had something to do with the fire?
April 17th, 2006 10:54
no, i didn’t start the fire….
but let’s just say, if i don’t have to hear those squealing tires, and worry about him tearing round the corner running red lights when i’m out walking the dog, then i’m happy — hence the glee-ful look on my face.