Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

I'm betting that "because my car was completely boxed in by fire engines and police cars" is a valid excuse for not moving it across the street before street cleaning hours start, right?

(Was woken by sirens, many sirens, pulling up nearby, and that particular combinations of smells that means a Baltimore row-house is burning. 50 Fulton Ave. is burning, and the wind is blowing my direction. So if my clothes smell like a house fire the next time you see me, it's because my house is drafty even with all the windows closed.)