...in Holly's hood! To preface, my family and I have been watching 24 starting with season one, episode one (Netflix rocks!) Every night for two or three hours, we've been absorbing commercial-free episodes in sequence. As I'm driving home this evening (from visiting my posse), I'm unable to make my usual right turn onto my street. A mere three houses away from my dwelling place called home, the street has been taped-off. There are eight police units with flashing lights and more than a dozen policemen and women in the surrounding the area. Some neighboring residences have been evacuated--not mine, though. Watching from a distance, four trucks from the bomb squad speed down the street. A policeman tells me there's a suspicious, unlabeled package. Where is Jack Bauer when I need him? Seriously, who needs TV when you've got real life?

Hope they blew up your neighbor's hideous fountain!
Posted by: suzi finer | January 20, 2008 at 08:32 PM
Must be a bad fountain! At least it's not dull.
Posted by: Vickie | January 25, 2008 at 06:34 PM