At 7:30 or so I heard a car’s horn honking non-stop, but I ignored it. I figured it was someone’s car alarm – they go off every now and then and after 5 minutes someone usually realizes it and turns it off. When it didn’t stop I took a look outside and noticed a GIANT ASS FIRE in one of the metal dumpsters out in the parking lot.
They were put there by a construction company that’s replacing all the fences in the backyards. So this bin was FULL of old wood. Heh.
Pretty crazy stuff. Obviously my first reaction was to grab my camera. Second was “uh, are we supposed to leave the house?” (this was after my Mom called 911). We played it safe and went outside since the smoke and flames were going up pretty high and you could see hot ashes flying up.
We joined the crowd that had formed, firefighters showed up, they put it out and sifted through it.
AND THAT WAS MY SUNDAY NIGHT.
HAH, I tweeted about the fire and got a response from the LA fire department — it was pretty amusing, because they misspelled “OTTOWA”. HAH, Twitter is amusing at times like this.





