So there we were, in our jam jams with our rear flap down and ready for bed when the Five-O (that’s the police to you newbies) rolls into an Orinda neighborhood and brings in the drones and the dogs and a buncha Big Dudes all to take in a local chap who – it turns out – doesn’t want to go.
Little neighborhood drama plays out for several hours as we’re Flashing our Flasher People with what we know and what we can say as the police presence gears up and the neighbors are going nuts. Eventually, the recalcitrant neighbor was taken into custody and finds himself dealing with the judicial arm of local law enforcement this morning after a long night…
… and then, bang on the dot at 2:56a.m., Ma Nature decides to say Wakey Wakey to the 24/680 and then EVERYONE is up and talking about how they surfed their bedroom or tried to calm their quake-addled pets. Needless to say the adrenalin and coffee begins to flow and it’s another morning of no sleep and funny bon mots from sleep deprived neighbors.
Everyone having fun out there?
Not enough coffee in the world this morning! We are staying in a hotel since our house flooded and that quake really made itself known as we slept 5 stories up.
Also, just go with the police. You’re never going to win that one.
We know, right? Prescribed ourselves a second latte and a biscotti to soothe our jangled nerves! Sorry to hear about the flooding issue…
Thank you! I wish you all a peaceful slumber tonight.
That was the Via Floreado thing?