Thank You God, for keeping my life interesting.
So I'm at the beach for Thanksgiving.
Whole fam, plus my brother's girlfriend, plus another family we know. Dinner is uneventful, we make food, we hang, they go, and we all curl up on the couch to watch "Miller's Crossing" - perhaps the only movie that everyone in the family likes. We're all doped from triptophen (no idea how to spell it) and all of a sudden we hear the most horrible noise, sounding like a feral cat or, I don't know, a skunk?
It's under the house.
We hear it in one corner, travel to the other side, travel to the back, and then hear a thud, and off it goes. And it smells horrible, natch. Then we wander around, and smell something burning. Electrical. And a lot of our wiring's under the house, so we freak. And call the fire department, who arrive -- in a firetruck decorated for tomorrow's parade, mind you -- order us out and block off our street. So my parents stay behind, the rest of us go to the bar.
As soon as we get there, they smell us. I mean, the bartender asked what the hell happened to us. It was kinda cool.
Our electrician just left, he found a dangling live wire covered in burnt black fur.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!
Whole fam, plus my brother's girlfriend, plus another family we know. Dinner is uneventful, we make food, we hang, they go, and we all curl up on the couch to watch "Miller's Crossing" - perhaps the only movie that everyone in the family likes. We're all doped from triptophen (no idea how to spell it) and all of a sudden we hear the most horrible noise, sounding like a feral cat or, I don't know, a skunk?
It's under the house.
We hear it in one corner, travel to the other side, travel to the back, and then hear a thud, and off it goes. And it smells horrible, natch. Then we wander around, and smell something burning. Electrical. And a lot of our wiring's under the house, so we freak. And call the fire department, who arrive -- in a firetruck decorated for tomorrow's parade, mind you -- order us out and block off our street. So my parents stay behind, the rest of us go to the bar.
As soon as we get there, they smell us. I mean, the bartender asked what the hell happened to us. It was kinda cool.
Our electrician just left, he found a dangling live wire covered in burnt black fur.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!