Posted on 06/09/2015 5:58:35 PM PDT by nickcarraway
The cause of an early morning fire north of San Diego was an electrocuted bird falling from an active power line
A bird carrying a snake in its talons struck power lines north of San Diego, sparking a hillside fire just west of The Merge.
San Diego Police arrived to the location on Dunhill Street near the intersection of Interstates 5 and 805 just before 6 a.m.
Flames were burning very close to businesses including the General Atomics building, officials said.
Officers called in San Diego Fire-Rescue crews who contained the fire within an hour.
Fire officials initially told NBC 7 a bird with a snake in its mouth was electrocuted on a power line and fell to the ground, sparking the fire. A photo released by officials later shows the snake in the hawk's grasp.
"A hawk that hit the high voltage power line, caught fire, and fell to the ground," SD Fire-Rescue spokesperson Lee Swanson said in a written release.
There were no structures damaged and no evacuations ordered.
This area of San Diego is home to many companies in the region's biochemical industry.
Crazy Frank is appreciative of everything that he recognizes as something he lost. He is so totally grateful for all that he has, and is also humble that he has been able to recoup the loss of so much of his life.
His humility is something that makes him so charming. :o]
HEH!
Sounds like you have to beat off the men with a stick.
In case anyone cares, Busdaddy sent me a text yesterday to inform me that he will undergo hernia surgery tomorrow morning.
And I needed to know that because...? My life is so much better now... </sarc
LOL! I’ve actually never had much trouble finding a guy. The question is: Why would I want “this” one?
Awfully sporting of him.
Post #800, I’m famous!
Aww dang, lag again.
I will say a prayer for the safety of the surgery because of the blood thinners he takes; he has a ceramic valve in his heart. I don’t wish him any bad luck.
However, there are other things I could wish for him...
This is the Undead Thread, MaxMax...things happen fast around here, and if you aren’t paying attention, you could miss the lift off of the Flying Castle, or even the latest events with the critters in the moat...or the ones in the Lower Levels...
I can still see the castle chemtrails from the moat.
Um...no, Max...the moat is an integral part of the Flying Castle. They are both part of the Habitats which comprise the Castle Complex.
We have vineyards, orchards, hunting grounds, and there are Lower Levels in the Habitats that are occupied by some rather unsavory denizens like Rabbitoids, Dwarves and Zombies.
There are also pastures for the goats which have mostly kudzu to graze on, and every Fall Equinox, we have a Harvest Celebration where certain VIRGINS stomp the grapes for the next batch of wine.
We LOVE new meat posters!
LOL! The thread was pretty active for a little while. Try again at 900.
I can neither confirm nor deny the presence of pooka in the lower levels.
Because they don’t WANT you to confirm or deny their existence...
“The information kiosk has all necessary information.”
I have just been handed a note.
Now to find this mythical kiosk.
Vlad has not reported any pooka in the Lower Levels. I think that’s where he and Kathleen were this morning when it was time to leave for the pool. Fortunately, Anoreth was at home, so we could leave without them.
Upset Kathleen: “You left without ME!”
Me: “You were out with Vlad. We couldn’t find you.”
*shifty exchange of glances*
“He took me on an outing!”
Why am I seeing in the mind’s eye the laboratory scene from “The Emperor’s New Groove”?
Complete with lab coats and goggles?
Tom has a lab coat (2XL) and goggles, from when he did “Materials Science” in Science Olympiad. He uses it for a costume sometimes.
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