Had a dream,,Hal and I were working the truck out of Central in Delta. Lovely town, top ten for homicide that year. We pulled into the street, started to get out the truck and started taking fire. I hit the deck and look under the truck. Hal's sitting on the ground with blood on his chest. Then I wake up.
A couple of nights later, I'm working with Hal. We got a run into a part of town that doesn't normally have bad vibes. We pulled into the street, street lights are out and the whole area is dark. I killed the lights and pulled over. Gave Hal the thumb nail sketch and he catches the whole dark rhythm thing. Took the tactical ninja approach, contact the address and it's a lady waiting with her bags for a ride to the hospital.
OK, so it wasn't the train wreck I thought it was gonna be. However listen to your Spider Sense, it could keep you from becoming a tag team partner to the participants in the original Melee'. I'm just sayin'.
Let's... be Careful out there.
Monday, October 25, 2010
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Terry has old Man's Disease, Alzheimer's. He dictated this as he can't type legibly anymore. I weep in fury at the encapsulation of his intellect. He will eventually be trapped in his body and unable to express himself. I can think of no worse fate. Enjoy. For I fear we will not have him for much longer.