It’s 3:00 AM and I’m partying hard at an after bar….OK, maybe not. More like, I was in the middle of a deep sleep when awoke by the sounds of a dirt bike in front of my house. WTF? Look outside, nope it’s a chainsaw. Someone’s chopping up one of my trees that’s laying right across the road! Holy hell!! It was a big ass tree, too. About 25-30 feet tall and girthy enough you cant put your arms all the way around. It was rotten at the bottom and just snapped like Jim Mora after bad game. Alas, karma was on Fitz-Hume’s side. If that sucker fell the other way, it would have taken out power lines, our two cars, and part of the garage – no joke. That’s not your average 3:00 AM wake up, gang.