Very weird night

Last night, there was a crazy accident on Wilshire. I heard it through the window of the office. Screeching, then big crashes of metal, thumping, I could hear what sounded like a vehicleflipping, like a big metal ball, bam and bam.

It was about 11:15; you knocked out cold right after Rescue Me.

Anyway, I grabbed my cell phone and ran out. I tried to tell you I was going out the door, but you didn’t respond. Like I said, you were totally out like a rock.

So I ran down Mariposa and up Wilshire. It was across the street from the Gaylord.

People had already called 911, so I didn’t need my phone after all.

This guy, driving a pickup, clipped one of the parked cars on Wilshire. It slammed the car into a parking meter and twisted it around. The truck flipped, at least twice, and landed upside down. I guess the guy just crawled out. He didn’t have a scratch on him.

This is right where they have that median called the Robert F. Kennedy Memorial Parkway. The fire department came and blocked off the street. I hung around a while, to see if the owner of the parked car would show up. It was totalled. So was the truck, of course. But no one showed up. I wonder what they thought, when they came out of the club or cafe or whatever and saw their car.

I came back after a while. Played a little more WOW. I started seeing lightning flashes out the window, but there was no thunder. It happened over and over. I stopped and stared, and saw the bolts flashing. But never a sound. It was a weird night.