One of our neighbors is shooting off so many fireworks that I can’t tell if it’s the 4th of July or the artillery barrage the Federal troops fired at General Pickett’s division during Pickett’s charge (which was 161 years ago, yesterday).
So much noise. The cats are handling it well, but we had to close the windows out of fear that the booms would freak them out.
This is some seriously scary shit. All of the news is flying in faster than anyone can keep up, and I have no idea what is real and what is rumor and speculation.
Apparently two explosions went off at the finish line of the Boston Marathon, by the Lenox Hotel on Boylston Street.
Most of the Boston news websites are slowing to a crawl, twitter is hyper active, I have a police scanner app that I downloaded during Hurricane Sandy and I’m trying to follow the situation there. From what I can tell, no one really knows anything.
I just heard a voice on the scanner report that officers should be wary of trash cans. I also hear them talking about hearing more explosions, but that it is probably the police doing it.
What a mess. My thoughts go out to everyone there. Seriously scary.
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