Alert!!

The Ex just called to tell me he's been in a house fire. Oh shit! That's the retirement fund! I asked if he was okay & he says it's the house NEXT DOOR that burned down. Oh, the PARTY HOUSE?? I ask. Yup, he says. Apparently it caught fire last nite & set the side of his garage on fire. He slept thru the whole thing until the neighbor across the street came & got him out of bed at 3:00AM. But the PARTY HOUSE is gone. Free at last, Free at last! The neighbors are holding a Street Party as soon as the fire crew leave!

According to the Ex, the Fire Department thinks it's Arson. The Neighbors aren't surprised. The house has been red tagged for years but somehow the oriental Management has put on a roof, vinyl siding, remodeled the interior, turned the power on & rented it out to a succession of druggies & party animals who disrupt the neighborhood in the wee hours. The neighbors raise hell with the city, Hydro cuts off the power & the City red tags the house. The Management rips off the tags & rents it out again to even worse people. The fire has removed the problem & left a nice building lot. No one was sorry to see it go.

The Ex intends to sic his insurance company onto the property owner's insurance company for damages. He was so afraid of that house burning down that he put metal roofing on everything & 8' high metal cladding on the fence between his garage & house next door. The city gave him shit for the metal cladded fence & he refused to take it down. The Fire Department says the metal cladding saved the house & garage.