wth

Last night at 4 AM we were awakened by a huge flash of light and then 12 intermittent, thundering gun-shot like sounds. I say gun-shot like because they were:

1) Very close, and sure sounded like gun-shots
2) …but there were no screams, shouting, gunmen, or victims
3) Curt said they didn’t sound like gun-shots
4) They were very evenly spaced out, as if by machine (of possibly alien or robo-lifeform origin)

My first thought, which I yelled to Curt and he ignored because he is a male and therefore sometimes made stupid by testosterone, was, GET DOWN, WE’RE GOING TO THE MATTRESSES! No, my husband immediately got up and pulled the blinds aside, as if willing whatever gangster/nutcase/alien invaders/killer robot was outside to go ahead and kill him too.

After it stopped, nothing happened. One of our neighbors came out of his apartment and stared around. He didn’t seem to see anything. There were no signs of foul play this morning. No ambulance, no cops.

My theories on what happened:

1) The night-time construction crew right down the street broke something, and it popped a light near us (although I didn’t see what light it popped).
2) Aliens, obviously.

Curt’s theories (which are clearly wrong):

1) The police department behind the apartment complex was running a drill. At 4 AM.
2) Some punk-asses set off some fireworks at 4 AM.

In any case, I’m a little tired-er now than I would have been, a little crankier, and damnit, I’m also cramping from suck-ass menstruation. ARGH. Could not the robots have WAITED until TWO weeks from today to do this shit? FEH.