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Around 8am this morning, I awoke to the sound of a large "POP!" outside the bedroom window. As I blearily awoke, I thought it sounded like a gunshot but not quite*. I could hear our neighbours talking outside but couldn't hear what exactly they were saying and then heard another, not quite so loud "Pop!" That woke me up enough to think "If that were a gunshot, I'd hear sirens." Right on cue, I heard sirens. Now wide awake, I scrambled out of bed to look out the window, waking TBIT in the process. He groggily asked what I was doing and I told him I think something had exploded. Looking out the window, I could see flames but much of the view was obscured by trees. Just as TBIT joined me in looking out the window whatever it was exploded fairly quietly yet produced a mushroom cloud of flame that had to be 8 - 10 stories tall because we are on the 7th floor and couldn't see the top. The flames quickly subsided and were put out by firefighters. The firefighters and police on the scene in no way seemed alarmed. It was surreally casual.
I went out a little while ago to see what I could see and there was nothing, not even scorch marks on the road.
Anyone have any idea what the hell happened? Did it even make the news?

*While living in Montreal, TBIT and I where playing Diablo II late one night when we heard 6 bangs, screams and a car peeling away. Looking out the window, we saw a car pulled over with its doors open, a young man on the phone, a girl weeping hysterically and a young man holding his side sitting on a bench. I (and probably a bunch of other people) called the police while TBIT, being TBIT, ran outside to see if he could help. The story was two groups "young people" got into an arguement at a club and one group followed the other out and attacked. I believe they shot at the driver's side of the car but missed the driver but hit the passenger in the back seat. I think the young man died and may have been dead sitting on the bench. That was the closest I've ever come to that level of violence and is actually closer than I ever wanted to be.

Posted by Marmy on August 16, 2006 02:08 PM

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SHITE. I forgot about that Montreal incident. I barely remember being told to, "just leave them alone!" by the girl. and I believe there were already four people calling cops by the time I hit the ground floor barefoot and running. weird.

Posted by: tbit at August 16, 2006 08:25 PM

 
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