SEE!

I'm not paranoid! It can happen. Leave your trailer (or not) and KABOOM! it can just explode and be gone!
I heard the whole thing. Apparently, the lady in trailer #1 (the one with the hottub) hired some plumber (of questionable talents) who cut a gas line in her trailer. One would think at this point he or she would rush outside to turn of the 100 gallon propane tank. No. He went out to get a part to fix it. The pilot on the stove ignited and blew her out of the trailer. She survived! It sounded like a small car had landed on top of my trailer and I'm at least 50 feet away. That thing went up like a match. You won't see me in the video footage cos I'm running down Lake City Way screaming, "TURN AROUND AND RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!" The flames were at least 40 feet high and swirling. Did I mention the 100 gallon gas tank attached to the goddamn trailer? Can't believe that didn't blow. Oh, the hottub is fine too.

So when the flames were brought under control by the five firetrucks, I came back to the park and gaped with the rest of the residents. Very disturbing the high percentage of my neighbors who are missing teeth. One, who I have never seen, sidles up to me and exclaims, "That scared the pooh out of me! I was just about to light up a joint and that thing goes off!" Oh boy. All illusions gone. It's not just a joke anymore... I am trailer trash.

Two helicopters, four photographers, one news van, and a bunch of firehoses blocked the exit to the trailer park. Had to rush to meet Steve at VW at 7. Except I didn't meet Steve at VW. He called at 6:55 saying he hadn't left yet. Motherfucker. Spanky is soooooo lucky he's sick and it's almost his birthday. Cos I still know where he lives. AND I HAVE A KEY!