"I didn't think this kind of thing happened in real life. It only happens on tv."

strangecobwebs' ring tone didn't actually wake me up this morning (ETA: because I didn't hear it the first time she called - oh, honey, that is the saddest voice mail ever, I am so sorry!), but I heard it at a point in the morning when my first thoughts were why is she even awake and this can't be good.

It wasn't. She and her roommate are physically fine, but the apartment below theirs caught fire this morning, and their kitchen looked pretty gutted from what I could see (standing a hundred feet away peering through the big piece of wall that's not there). Last I saw them they were sitting in the grass waiting for the fire trucks to leave and wondering when they'd be allowed back into their (previously smoke-filled, missing-a-big-piece-of-kitchen, doubtless uninhabitable) apartment.

So this post is just to say:

a) strangecobwebs has her Sidekick, so anyone who wants to send her text-only love, support, porn, and good thoughts in general on what is bound to be a spectacularly crappy day should please do so (uh, not that she knows I'm posting this, but whatever, I'm allowed to demand that people love on my wife right now, yeah?)

b) If there is a God, I will be thanking Him every day for Christine's roommate, who woke her up and got her out of the apartment before it completely filled with smoke. Can I get an amen?