so apparently our neighbor across the fence is a fire-juggler and a fire-eater.

this discovery comes after noticing bursts of flame above the fence, some going to the height of the roof. upstairs to investigate, and there's a guy juggling flaming batons and occasionally blowing fireballs.

spiffy. wish he wasn't doing it while lovely wife is trying to get to sleep - the "whoomp" of the fireballs has her quite distressed. (sounds just like our furnace trying to ignite.) the flashes of orange through the window are a mite off-putting as well.

at least it's raining, so he's not likely to burn anything down...