If there's a God up in heaven, he has a Silver Thunderbird

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So, Thanksgiving.

Went to work early and wrote, eh, 700ish words on the story that woke me up yesterday.  Closed that and wrote another 800ish words on the WIP.

Made a fancy dinner -- two chicken breasts, stuffing, gravy, asparagus, San Pellegrino Limonata with a splash of Pinot Grigio.  I had dessert on hand, but I went back to write some more, at which point, there was a BOOM! that shook the whole house and the windows in their frames.  The cats leapt up.  I leapt up.  Honestly, I thought a tree had hit the house, and ran outside -- but all was well.  Did a quick tour of the house, including the basement -- all was as it should be.

Turned out that a propane tank had exploded in Oakland (Maine) about 5 miles from my house.  People on the neighborhood list on Facebook were saying they heard the BOOM! in Winslow, across the river -- call it 8 miles away.  The house was reduced to flinders and flame, one guy was lifeflighted to Portland.  A dog was found in the area, badly burned; people passing by took him to the emergency vet.  Fire departments from at least five towns were called in.  It's a right mess, and I'm glad I was no closer than five miles, because it was plenty scary right here.

Tomorrow morning, Sarah's due to clean.  After, I intend to devote myself to My Art for the rest of Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and Monday.

I do still have one burning question to resolve today, which is!

Do I want to have a chicken sandwich for dinner?

Hope everybody had a good day, whether or not it was a holiday.

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Today's blog post title brought to you by Marc Cohn, "Silver Thunderbird"