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Around eleven today while I was iChatting with Ian I heard sirens coming up our hill, followed by a loud crumpling noise. It sounded like a trash truck had taken out a window. Then I heard very close sirens, doing that quick "boop" they do when trying to get a person's attention. I even iChatted to Ian about the "strange police activity."
By eleven thirty or so Ian said he was coming home for lunch. Since work was quiet for me today we thought In N Out would be a nice lunch; I usually eat at home since my client is two hours ahead of me and often times they send work to me at my lunch time as they are coming back from lunch themselves.
Just when Ian should have gotten home, he called me on my cell phone to say he would have to park his car on one of the nearby side streets. Our driveway was barricaded by police and an ambulance. The crunch I had heard was a man on a stolen motorcycle wiping out on the gravel in our driveway and crashing into a truck parked on the street. The motorcycle shattered and the man somehow survived.
We ended up waiting until one for our trip to In N Out. It gave the CHP clean up crew time to pick up the pieces from the motorcycle and for me to take a quick shower. Lunch was well worth the wait!