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

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"