Shots at midnight.
A couple days ago I had fallen asleep in front of the TV, and woke to what I thought was the sound of fireworks. I looked at the clock, and sure enough, it was midnight spilling into the new year. The staccato noise continued, and I realized it was my crazy neighbor to the left (directionally, not politically) firing a gun (he's a gun nut). The ruckus went on for about twenty minutes. A brazen way to begin a year! My only explanation is he voted for Trump.