For the first time this spring, tonight I was able to leave the windows in my room open without the dog barking at every single little noise. It was another very pleasant evening with a nice cool, not cold, easterly breeze. At some point I became aware of a noise, loud but some distance away, that gradually worked its way into whatever dream I was having as my smoke alarm going off. As I woke up to the sound, a steady, annoying drone, I realized that it was the fire alarm at the Lido, a condominium at the end of my street.
As I became more and more aware of, and annoyed at the sound (it persisted noticeably even after I closed the windows), and I realized I hadn't heard any sirens on Gulf Boulevard (imagine THAT!), I thought, "That sounds like something else." But what?
It took about 10 more minutes of that awful sound piercing my semiconscious brain, then I remembered. One image found its way into my now fully conscious brain: The ape throwing the bone into the air in 2001: A Space Odyssey. It was that same sound, the sound that emanated from the monolith that indicated the presence of the aliens and drove the apes, well, ape-shit.
SO. If anyone reading this heard what I heard at around half past midnight (am still hearing and now it's almost 1 a.m.), and you don't live within 500 feet of the Lido's fire alarm, then we may now be under the aliens' control! Get your Nikes! Be prepared to evolve! Or something.
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'Twas likely the explosion and associated aftermath on 275/375, it was audible at our house...
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