Facebook

I got home after the ball games and Barb was still up.  I went into my room to look at facebook and there on my home page were photos of fire trucks outside our house and a long note from Barb.  I guess Barb had gone out to take some pictures of the barbecue all burned up.  When she went out on the deck, she heard a weezy noise and smelled propane.  I guess the propane tank wasn't empty like I thought.  She called 911 and they sent a couple of fire trucks and the chief of police came too with his girlfriend in his car.  The firemen cut the propane tank off and brought it away from the house and let all the propane leak out until it was fully empty.  All of the neighbours came out to see what was happening.  Our neighbour was so funny.  Barb told her about the fire and she said 'you weren't trying to cook again were you'.  Anyway Barb said in her facebook post that I had gone to a fastball game and would probably not find out about the firemen being at the house until I came home and read my facebook home page.  She was right. The next couple of days at the ball tournament people were coming up to me to ask me about the visitors that I had at my house on Friday night.  They had all seen Barb's post on facebook.