So, after searching for a sightie, to read the unscreenreadable, I now have a blog of my very own.
Now, I'm off to forage for celebratory food, at one of the nearby joints.
Where else, but along the side of the road?
Well it turns out, just as I write this, my neighbors have decided to start shooting some type of ammo off the balconies and in the breezeway.
Lovely!
I can't tell if it's a paint gun, pellet gun, bb, or C O 2.
I think I can scratch C O 2 off the list. Sounds more like beebees or pellets.
Just a couple of months ago they were somehow shooting cubes of ice, long distance, with quite a lot of force. I heard a couple of windows smash two buildings over from the shooter/possible steroid pumped thrower, (we have a baseball scholarship guy upstairs) during the ice cube incident.
Of course the downstairs neighbor with a child is egging him on.
It may be just caps. I hope, since I'm hearing the toddler running out some of the time.
Not that the guy left in charge of the kid has ever protected him.
An hour and a half later, the shooting has momentarily stopped.
Now being more ravenous than ever, I'm thinking of caning further away in the opposite direction for green burritos at Rosa's Cafe and Tortilla Factory.
Yes, I'm on my way!
Audrey
Now, I'm off to forage for celebratory food, at one of the nearby joints.
Where else, but along the side of the road?
Well it turns out, just as I write this, my neighbors have decided to start shooting some type of ammo off the balconies and in the breezeway.
Lovely!
I can't tell if it's a paint gun, pellet gun, bb, or C O 2.
I think I can scratch C O 2 off the list. Sounds more like beebees or pellets.
Just a couple of months ago they were somehow shooting cubes of ice, long distance, with quite a lot of force. I heard a couple of windows smash two buildings over from the shooter/possible steroid pumped thrower, (we have a baseball scholarship guy upstairs) during the ice cube incident.
Of course the downstairs neighbor with a child is egging him on.
It may be just caps. I hope, since I'm hearing the toddler running out some of the time.
Not that the guy left in charge of the kid has ever protected him.
An hour and a half later, the shooting has momentarily stopped.
Now being more ravenous than ever, I'm thinking of caning further away in the opposite direction for green burritos at Rosa's Cafe and Tortilla Factory.
Yes, I'm on my way!
Audrey
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