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Posted by: Blue

I testified in Traffic Court for the first time today.

It was a cell phone tag.  He said he was adjusting his seat belt.  He wasn't.  He was holding his cell phone to his left ear with his right hand.

The Judge believed the accused and commented that he didn't believe that I could have seen whether or not he was holding a cell phone to his ear from 60' away.

The Return of the Sun

Posted by: Blue

It was a beautiful day today.  It went up to 16 degrees Celsius and sunny (61 Fahrenheit).

Time to put away the mock-neck monogram shirts and break out the Under Armour Heat Gear short sleeves.

By mid-summer, the thermometer can top out at around 38 degrees Celsius (100 Fahrenheit), making this climate I live in the second widest ranging temperature scale on Earth, surpassed only by Siberia in Northern Asia.

According to Wikipedia, the highest and lowest recorded temperatures for my city encompass a 90 degree Celsius (162 Fahrenheit) difference.

Spring Transfers

Posted by: Blue

This year, our Spring Transfer season incorporated our district amalgamating with the one to the South of us.

We now use approximately 25% of the police officers in the city to cover a land mass that is almost 50% of the city's sprawl.

In addition, we have lost our beloved Patrol Sergeant and Desk Sergeant to the shift that rotates before us, along with 4 of the Constables (1/2 the shift).

With JT gone on holidays to Hong Kong for two blocks, 5 new faces, 2 new Sergeants and two stations to work between, I think I might be feeling out of place until June or so.

A few saving graces:

1. Our new Sergeants seem to be great guys
2. We received one more constable than we lost, bringing our compliment up to minimum... at least for now...
3. My holiday time bank is about to refill in 7 days
4. Many of the newbies on the shift are coming out of speciality units with plenty of experience in various areas to share with the rest of us General Patrol humps
5. The new district covers a number of my favourite eateries in the city, including my all time #1 breakfast spot - a falafel joint owned by a dude from Iran which has the best hash-browns ever
6. JT and I are officially still partnered and ready to rock the city all year again before he is a mandatory transfer next year - AND... I believe we will be maintaining our epic 203 callsign

Recycling

Posted by: Blue

Last night at around 1:10 AM, we spotted a guy milling around the hooker district.

He was carrying a toilet over his left shoulder and the tank lid in his right hand.

When asked what he was doing with a toilet on his shoulder at 1:10 in the morning, he replied "I'm salvaging it.  I work for a landlord."

"Oh."

I don't know what I was expecting.

I really never know what to expect.

Morale Patches

Posted by: Blue

I was at the local tactical shop today.  I picked up some Mil-Spec Monkey morale patches for my duty bag.

I liked the first one so much that I bought one for JT too.

Grow-Op

Posted by: Blue

Today we assisted our grow-op unit with a warrant execution.

The bust netted over 500 plants in various stages.  It had a street value of over half a million dollars.

Different Days

It's quite the challenge, I find, to make well put-together delicious meals with a child in Kindergarten and a baby in the house. For half the day I have one ear and one eye constantly on Waffle until she's shipped off to school and the for the whole day I have the other ear and other eye on Little Blue. If I can manage to stuff something in my face for breakfast and lunch other than coffee and more coffee then we've had a successful day.

So you can imagine how disappointed I get when I go to the effort to make a nice roast or chicken only to have Blue working OT.

Last Monday I was busy preparing dinner when I got a text from Blue saying he wouldn't be home for awhile. Sigh. While I was chopping potatoes and carrots and listening to some relaxing music, Blue was across the city waiting for the Medical Examiner. An elderly gentleman had passed away in the shower while cleaning-up after bowel movement.

I was struck by how polar opposite our days have become.

Although, to be fair, I do deal with my fair share of baby poop.