When I peeked out the window, all I could see was billows of white smoke clouding the sky less than a block away, and fireman scaling the roof of an old warehouse less than a football field away.
I can't find any record of the blaze in any news this morning, so I'm assuming everyone involved in the fire is ok. While the idea of someone losing their home and possessions is devastating, something alarms me more:
Pat and the Bug slept through it. The whole ordeal. The screaming ambulances... the lights...



