shrift, be careful!
I remember when my sister lived on N. Sheridan near Foster that I'd be a bit nervous about where I parked my car. Since it was a POS, I never had a problem with it. However, several years after she moved out to the West Coast, I was watching the local news when they reported a story about a drug guy who kidnapped another drug guy's daughter and held her for some kind of ransom from his counterpart. When they announced what building she was held in, it turned out it was my sister's old apartment building.
House shook by the Hyde Park Bombings around the corner. Four people dead, seven horses.
In less scary news - I found these shoes at TJ Maxx. The original price was $129 with a TJ Maxx price of $69.95. But they were on clearance for just $20. They are surprisingly quite comfy.
anyone would appreciate this, billytea especiallly I'd think [link]
one of my friends got shot leaving my apartment in Richmond. Dude pointed a gun at him and said "gimme your car keys" and like a dumbass my friend turned around and ran, keys still in hand. And got shot in the back (missed anything major, he's fine aside from 2 little scars and the humiliation of being a cautionary tale). Lesson i learned: throw your keys at the bad guy's face, THEN run like hell.
eta: and i moved soon after, and managed to go 10 years before either of my parents found out.
anyone would appreciate this, billytea especiallly I'd think
Now there's a hospital that believes in being proactive.
I was robbed at gunpoint once while delivering pizzas for Domino's. They got two large pizzas, an insulated bag, and $17 in ones.
Afterwards, I drove half a block to the nearest pay phone, called my manager, then called 911. The police took 25 minutes to respond, listened to my story, and had zero interest in seeing the actual location in the apartment complex where the robbery took place.
Instead, they came back to the store with me, talked to the manager briefly, and left. We never heard anything more about it from them. Later, the manager told me they had spent most of the time with him trying to get him to say I might have called in a false report. Pissed me off no end.
In non-robbery, non-shooting news, I met my invisible Internet blogger tonight for the
Orphée
opera thing and was not axe-murdered! In fact, I had a pretty good time and met some other bloggers on the classical music/opera circuit. They were all super sweet even though I felt like a total poseur with them (since all the performers, publicists, etc. kept making a point of coming over to chat with "us").
So what did you end up wearing?? How did you feel that fit in?
(oh sure yay for not being ax murdered)
