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today the glitterbomber is... |
2002-07-06 it took me a long time to get to sleep last night. i tossed and turned (and accidentally rolled onto the cat's tail) for quite some time before i sank to the bottom of the ocean of sleep. an hour or so later, i was forcefully dragged out of the waters by explosive "BANG!"s that went off every minute. it took me maybe ten minutes to realize that no, this is not a dream and yes, it is two in the morning and some bastard neighbor of mine is being annyoing. i stumbled out of bed to see what was going on. someone in the house behind me was either throwing lit firecrackers off of his porch or tossing them up from the ground. so i stumbled into the living room, leafed through the phone book, and called the police. i got a recording. "you have reached the swissvale police department blah blah if this is an emergency blah blah call 911 if this isn't an emergency blah hang up and dial 856-blah blah." i hung up. and didn't dial any more numbers. aren't the fine men and woman of the law enforcement community supposed to be easy to reach? i went back to bed. i think a more perseverent soul than i called the po-po because the explosions stopped after a car pulled up. i changed my mind about having fireworks for every holiday. one is enough. |
