So I'm coming home from the gym tonight, and as I am walking into my house I see the police helicopter overhead. Then I see two cop cars zoom down the street and I think to myself, "I should probably lock the door."

I go in the house, lock up, and two minutes later my housemate, Claire, and I see 12 or more cop cars speed down our street and completely block the intersection. Every single one of the cops gets out of the car donning bullet-proof vests, draw their guns, and run down the street. Here's what it looked like:

We heard that it was a "hostage situation" from people outside. The police evacuated the residents on the street adjacent to mine during the "standoff." Firetrucks eventually arrived, too.

Real news was slow to come, but it turned out that it wasn't actually a "hostage situation." The guy the police were chasing had apparently robbed someone. By some fluke of nature, the DC police were actually able to pursue him. It was probably a first for the department. Doing what few rational people would do, the man being chased decided it would be a good idea to shoot at the cops. He then jumped in his car and started speeding home. On his way, he hit a cyclist, who is now in critical condition. The guy kept driving home, which turned out to be a block away from my house. He ran into his house, and all of the other people living there ran out. He holed himself up in the house for close three hours. We just got word that police were moving in on him and he gave up. What a pansy.

The most ridiculous part about this is that I drove right past the house where all of it went down literally five minutes before it did. I could have totally been in the middle of it all. Ah, DC. How I love thee.

See the local Fox video here.