Oh my goodness things were hot on the street last night.
A group of kids even lit a roman-candley thing in my driveway at about 2.30 this morning. It is a bit disconcerting, since we do have the occasional shooting around these parts and the pop-pop of anything is a bit terrifying when it is close enough to smell.
The aftermath was quite interesting: Shyla and I took our walk this morning at 7.15 and there was no trace of life on the street. We had our walk to ourselves until we crested the next hill east and entered the much fancier neighborhood of Madrona.
I am still fascinated by all the goings on around my house.