10 p.m.: I went to bed. I could only take so long of Charlton Heston’s The Ten Commandments.
12:30 a.m.: I was awakened by screeching tires and a loud crash, metal crunching against metal. I opened my eyes to find Joshua wasn’t in bed anymore. He couldn’t sleep and was up working. He came in the room and we both peered out the blinds, but couldn’t see anything. The wreck happened just behind our house, so we went into Judah’s room and peered out the blinds there. Amazingly, Judah was still fast asleep. Someone totaled their SUV. We still don’t know what exactly happened, but they couldn’t get their behemoth to start. I went back to bed. It took awhile to fall asleep again. A moth had gotten caught between the blinds and the window.
3 a.m.: I was awakened again by some guy yelling. I opened my eyes. This time Joshua was in bed. I closed my eyes again and heard sirens, typical for post-closing time in our neighborhood. Except that they got louder the closer they got to our house, and then stopped abruptly without fading away. Then I heard a loud humming noise and saw strange white light coming through the blinds. UFO’s perhaps? Joshua was up out of bed again. I got up, too, and went into Judah’s room where we both peered through the blinds to see a fire truck parked in the middle of the street. A woman walking her dog and talking on her cell phone was standing across the street from behind our house. I wondered why some chick would walk her dog at three in the morning, and who on earth she was calling at that hour. An SUV parked down the block on the side street was on fire and the crew was trying to put it out. We wondered if it was the same SUV that had wrecked behind our house, perhaps they had tried to start it and it caught fire a half-block away. This is why you should NEVER DRINK AND DRIVE.
Judah was still as passed out as could be, except her feet were where her head should have been and vice versa. I’m glad she’s out of our bed these days. I went back to bed, having had my fill of the evening’s amusements. I entertained the thought of getting my camera and going over and taking pictures, but that required putting on pants and shoes, and I just wasn’t in the mood. Next three a.m. car fire though, I am so there.
7:45 a.m.: Joshua took Corky for a walk while Judah and I went in her room to play with some toys. I began opening her blinds to let the sunlight in and we saw Joshua and Corky checking out the carnage. I could see a big black square in the street from where the car had caught fire. A squished bumper was decorating the grassy corner across the street from ours. Joshua came back and said there was plastic taillight debris all over the street in our alley, and that a Chevy emblem had been melted into the ash down the street.
Pictures to come as soon as I feel like getting dressed and going out there to take them.