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Saturday, October 24, 2009

Who needs a TV...

...when drama regularly unfolds outside your window?

'Tis the case. Here's an overview:

About a week and a half ago, I was preparing for bed (at my usual supercool time of 9:30), when I heard a ruckus arising outside the house. Peeking out the window, I saw about 15 teenagers having some sort of rumble! Apparently a large groups of anti-socials had come by to fetch my neighbour's delinquent, er, son, for a rough-up. There was much shouting and carrying on, and the usual, girls trying to hold boys back from thwacking each other. Things were really hotting up, as they say!

Of course, it was just about that time that Riccardo noticed the noise, too. And called you-know-who. Within 2.5 minutes (literally!) there were 5 cop cars, at least a dozen coppers, and an ambulance lining the street directly in front of our house. Blast your favourite techno, pop some chemical mood-enhancers and you'd have had yourself a full-on rave!

After the riot was sorted, several police officers had to fetch the delinquent-next-door, cuff him, and haul him away in the ole paddy-wagon. Not sure what his offense was, but probably something along the lines of insulting an officer, drunken-disorderly, or brandishing a weapon. Wouldn't surprise me.

As if that isn't enough, last night we had more excitement beyond the panes.

Again, getting myself ready for bed, when the walls of my room started strobbing. This time, just a single ambulance, along with about 10 gawkers. Paramedics had to get out the old stretcher to peel some guy off the pavement. Not sure if he had just stumbled, drunken, and passed out in a really unsuitable location - it's not like it hasn't happened before. Recently. Or he may have actually been hit by a car: our road is long and very straight, and on a slight hill, so drivers tend to mistake it for the Indy 500.

In either case, he seemed ok, because he was trying to get off the stretcher. Regardless, the ambulance took him away, and soon enough the crowd of lookie-loos had dispersed.

Geez-louise!

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