Sunday, May 17, 2015

Soup Can Cops

Posted by: Blue

Of the toil of policing, JT quipped the other day: "It's like trying to empty the ocean with a soup can."


Posted by: Blue

There were two murders in the city last night.  Two districts were tied-up.  At one point, I counted 92 dispatchable calls pending in the queue (not including around 100 call for report cars for break and enters and property crimes.

JT and I bounced from call to call, trying to put out fires before they spread before we were chained down to a Mental Health Act (MHA) call that required a hospital wait.  That carried us through the last half of the night.

Ugly City Bitch

Posted by: Blue

The drunk woman we breached two nights ago oscillated between pleasant and jovial to bouts of maniacally violent rages.

During her down swings, she would spit and kick at the doors, while "rapping":

"Rack-rack city bitch!  Ugly, ugly city bitch!  Ugly city bitch, ugly, ugly city bitch!  Rack-rack city bitch!"

Find a link to the song here.  Be forewarned, the link contains explicit lyrics and mature video content.

Tuesday, May 12, 2015


Posted by: Blue

I'm looking forward to the summer.

We are doing some renovations to the house; I'm putting up a garage.

The only fall-back has been a caveat that the city put on my property 65 years ago for an intended drainage basin on the easternmost five feet of the lot.  It was never put in, and it's clear that it never will be.

Nonetheless, the city won't allow a variance.  Red tape is red tape.

We decided to move the garage over six feet and leave room for a greenhouse on the East side, which doesn't require a permit.

I suppose it could become a problem in another 65 years, if the city decides at that time that it is suddenly absolutely necessary to stop procrastinating and put in a pipe.