Friday, March 19, 2010

i looked out the window and what did i see?

not popcorn popping on the apricot tree. i saw US Marshals.



for those of you that don't know, i kind of live in the ghetto. the cops are constantly being called, people are always fighting, and it's just a generally lovely place to live. after all, who doesn't enjoy the excitement of domestic disturbances, the flair of openly performed drug deals, or the utter exhilaration of the police questioning your neighbors in the parking lot at 4am?

so anyway, two days ago i was in my apartment and for whatever reason, i looked outside and saw a dude wearing a molle-type vest, standing in front of the small apartment building next to mine. i watched for a second, and when he turned his back to me, i saw that it had "POLICE" and "US MARSHALS" patches on the back.

this was a step up from the usual type of law enforcement that frequents my neighborhood, so of course i'm intrigued.

i had my head poked out the window, looking to see what was going on (turns out the one marshal just stood there, then another one came out and stood there, and then they left without apparent incident). the girl who lives below me pulled up in her car, so i looked down and then looked back at the marshals. as she walked into our apartment building, she looked at me and said "get your own life!"

i giggled a little bit, and went back to looking to see what was up next door. well, she didn't like that one bit, so in a loud voice (i suppose to gain the attention of the marshals standing in the parking lot) she said to me "if i smell pot coming from your house again, i'm calling the cops." i gave her the WTF look, because in my head i was thinking, "WTF?" mind you, i have only had one interaction with this girl prior to this occurrence (in that case, she knocked on my door and said their ceiling was leaking water, and wanted help WHICH I VERY NICELY OFFERED). you should also mind you that i've never partaken of alcohol or tobacco, let alone any type of illegal drug.

well, she apparently didn't like my silence in response to her threat, so then she said "and if your drug dealer comes back here again, i'm calling the cops." i gave her the double WTF look, because in my head i was thinking, "WTF, WTF?"

she walked in, and that was the end of it. and now i will abruptly end this post.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

i always have my reasons


this is why i fly southwest

Monday, March 15, 2010

an offering

i will give this well-used razor, almost-expired yogurt, and $.51 to anyone willing to finish my legal writing paper for me.