Fire at the Cat's Cradle
Without warning there's the sound of a large explosion and the lights around the block go out! I'm sitting in the ticket window to let fans of Jaguares know that band had been rescheduled for October 2nd. Thank goodness they were as, I would soon find, the show for sure would have been canceled anyway. Another explosion! I see sparks shooting from a nearby transformer! Fire! I grab the fire extinguisher and run to the base of a telephone pole where flames had broken out. "This is stupid," I say to myself. If this was caused by a downed line I'm putting myself at tremendous risk. But then I remembered... "Risk" I my last name! I quench the burning flames with my soothing carbon di-oxide.... then I see it. That was the smaller of the two fires. Another one was raging at the back corner of the Cat's Cradle. Without thought I approach it.... "O... M.... G!" This was not a normal burning fire... no, more a jet-of-flame-shooting-out-of-the-gound-let's-move!-this-place-is-gonna-blow! kind of fire. I run back to the Cradle to call the fire dept when I see a kid using his camera phone to snap footage. "Is that a camera phone," I say. "Would you mind using that thing to actually call some people right now?"