really.

What a festive pirate party we had, for our little munchin Tyson. You want pictures? Well, that will have to wait for a time when putting pictures on my computer doesn't sound like such a daunting task. Next week perhaps. Let's hope.

Today, I had the strangest of experiences and I can't sleep just thinking of it. It was around dusk. We had just eaten Tepanyaki until we thought we would pop (all meaning me, Jim, Ty and Lou). We were driving to a park in K'sville when suddenly Jim screams 'There's a plane on fire and it's crashing.'

Really.

I didn't believe him until I saw it for myself. Orange, slowly falling (like a parachute would be falling) But then, it was gone.

Gone, I said.

We called my bro (we like to call him 'P'), because he is on Search and Rescue and can listen for info. He listens, then gets called out. We weren't alone in seeing whatever this ball of fire was.

We wait. Nothing.

I text Luke and he says they were sent home because they couldn't find anything! And the from all the people that called, no one knew what the H it was!! Did we imagine it?

Jim thinks it was 'space junk'. I think 'Not happening'. Where did said space junk disappear to?

I may be a bit crazy from lack of sleep tomorrow. I have to know what it was. But I am not alone. The other 32 people that saw it must be going crazy too (No, I dont know how many people called. I'm just guessing).

So, here's the question. What do you think it was?

And I'm pretty sure it really wasn't an airplane. They called and one wasn't missing.

Unsolved Mysteries. They freak me out.