Holy hamstrings, Batman!

Is this really only Wednesday? Good GOD, I'm fried. FRIED.

Work's been pretty nutty this week. It's inevitable, when you're in the middle of a special project, that all kinds of other issues and crises pop up.

And because of the holidays, the between-holiday bronchitis, and my trip to NYC, I've hardly hula'd in weeks. So this week's class was reeeeeeeally reeeeeeeeeeeally challenging, physically and mentally.

And my hamstrings are still screaming, two days later.

Luckily, I'm looking forward to indulging a very guilty pleasure on Friday night. I'll tell you all about it this weekend.

Heh.

(wasn't this a fascinating post?)

Oh! Wait! I forgot to tell you! Part of the reason I couldn't get to sleep in a timely manner after hula on Monday night was because of a very bizarre incident in my 'hood.

As I was lying in bed, trying to nod off, I noticed some weird loud buzzing noise from out on the street somewhere. It got to be so annoying that I actually dragged my tired ass out of bed to look out the window.

An overhead electric wire about halfway down the block was sparking and flaming. And it seemed like no one in the homes nearby had noticed. It sure looked scary to me. So I called 911, and luckily, the dispatchers were already aware that something was up and the fire department showed up a few minutes later. But not before the sparking got brighter and brighter, until there was an enormous pop and a bunch of lights nearby went out. I've never seen anything like it.

But aren't you proud that I didn't sleep through this one? Unlike this incident?