I Think That Wizard Kid Lives Up the Street

You know the one... he has that funny scar on his forehead....

I know what you're saying.... "Why would a British wizard be living in Columbia, South Carolina?  And if he did live in Columbia, why on earth would he live in YOUR crazy neighborhood?  And why I am I even reading this crazy blog?!"

But I KNOW it's true.  This morning when I was out running in the dark of night, in the inferno that is a Columbia summer, all of the street lights on the block went out simultaneously. Then a few minutes later, they came back on, one by one, as if someone had used a Deluminator on them. 

See....?  What else could it be? It's Occam's razor, folks... the presence of a British wizard living in the southeastern United States is clearly a far more simple explanation than a power brown-out (or running-in-the-heat-related demential)? Right?

I know, it's so cool. Try not to be envious, mkay?

Comments

[stylishboots]

Heh. That used to happen to me every time I drove past the cemetery where my grandparents are buried. Just...*poof!* No more street lights. So, wizards in SC, and ghosts in WI? :)