The Thine Blue Mime
I had an encounter with the law today.
It was around 1 pm or so. I was watching TV. Then I heard someone outside saying “hello?”. It sounded sort of close to my window, but I wasn’t sure if it was directed at me or not. And since there were no further sounds I just kept watching TV. Then a minute later my doorbell rang. I went and opened the door, and there was a cop. A real live, uniformed cop. My first thought was “uh oh, hide the drugs!”. My second thought was “Oh, I don’t have any drugs, in fact I don’t even use drugs”. And my third thought was “hmm, maybe I should pay attention to what that cop is saying instead of worrying about my imaginary drug problem”.
Actually I made that all up. But anyway, the cop was real enough. He asked if anyone had broken into my apartment. I replied “uhm, no, not that I know of”. Then he asked if I’d been home all day, which I had. I had been planning to go see the goats but an attack of tiredness and apathy had left me in front of the TV instead.
Then the police officer asked if he could come in and of course I let him in, he just wanted to see if I had any open windows. He had been outside checking the windows, but wasn’t sure what window belonged to what apartment. But he checked my window and that was it. I asked him if there had been a break-in in the building and he said that they had gotten a call about a burglary in “number 50”, but it looked like there wasn’t anything after all. I live in number 50 of course. In the central apartment on the ground level. The right side is the kindergarten. There are lots of apartments upstairs. But I guess my window was the only one open on the ground floor and that was why he came to check it out. Maybe it was a crank call they got. Or maybe they gave the wrong house number. Or maybe someone had looked like they were breaking in? The officer asked me if I smoked because there were cigarette butts outside. I don’t smoke. There are lots of people passing by though, and doing things on the grass outside. Maybe someone was smoking outside and someone else saw them and thought they were going to break in? I don’t know. I did hear voices outside late last night, but then again people do pass by even at night. And I don’t think they were right up to my window. Like that one time, you remember. Maybe I should have told the cop about that. But ah. That was like a month ago now.
It’s at least good to know that there’s an active police presence in the “hood”. He was very nice too, thanked me for the help and apologised for the inconvenience.
Other than that I have been spending some time on Firefox. I have finally ditched Internet Explorer. About time. Firefox is awesome, I don’t know why I resisted it for so long. It seems faster and easier. And the addons are great. Cool beans. Maybe one should consider Linux sometime. But I don’t want to bankrupt MicroSoft, though. I’ll probably wait a little. At least until they dump XP and force everyone to go Vista. Then I’ll make like a banana, and get eaten by goats.
Now where did I leave my coke?
September 13th, 2008 at 0:15
Were you scared when you saw the police officer on your front door step? I”d be nervous even though I didn’t do anything. One never knows these days. You should have guard goats around you 24/7 with walkie-talkies and wearing black shades.
September 13th, 2008 at 0:16
Hey, I tried to post and someone called me “cowboy.” I don’t know if I should be angry or be flattered, pardner…
September 13th, 2008 at 3:31
Welcome to the world of Firefox, we are glad to finally have you on board!
September 13th, 2008 at 16:09
Send me a boat! We’ve had too much rain here. My rain gauge (6 inches) was full this morning.
Plume and the Police. Sounds like a new sitcom in the works. You must have a guardian angel looking out for you so your place doesn’t get broken into.
September 14th, 2008 at 23:03
LuisLemmings – I did get a little nervous yes. “Oh no, what did I do?!”. I was getting ready to make a run for it. Maybe get gunned down in my attempt to flee the long arm of the law. It’s so easy to feel guilty even when you haven’t done anything!
Maybe you tried posting two comments right after each other? There might be some kind of “flood control”.
Belinda – I’m ready for duty, captain! And happy birthday again!
Debster – A boat? Don’t you mean a goat? I’m sure they wouldn’t mind swimming around with passengers.
Or maybe they’ll swim around like alligators, with only their eyes visible. Roaming for prey… raisins and nuts floating on the surface.