“Packing Heat”
- July 18th, 2007 5:21 pm
Yesterday, I had to go take more pictures of houses that are being foreclosed on for Adam. My friend Heather accompanied me and I dropped Allie off with a babysitter.
The house in question happened to be on a very, very narrow road. So, we ventured up the road in my car to take pictures of this house mid-day. Of course, since I’m the luckiest person on the planet the people were not only home..they were in the drive way. So, I drove all the way up the hill that they live on and turned around. That way at least when we took the pictures of their home right in front of their face we would at least be on our way out. We took the pictures and drove off. However, when I reviewed the pictures they weren’t good enough for us to send in. Then, we trek back up the hill and take more pictures only to be stared at by the owner’s again.
Probably, they chased us or something but I never looked behind my car to see.
But the point of this entry is not the boring picture taking story. It is that I have friends who randomly decide to show me one hour into the trip that they are “packing heat” in a gun holster secretly strapped to their ankle. that=priceless.
I’m not a “gun person” if there is such a thing. I have an irrational phobia of them. However, that made me laugh until I almost peed myself. Which wasn’t good considering we were stopped on the interstate for an hour due to a huge wreck. During this hour, an innocent bystander in a Ford Taurus assigns himself the job of walking all of the way to the wreck to see what is going on. I can only imagine what law enforcement and emergency crews think of mullet-headed fools like this: Ya know, the guy who walks 1/4 mile from his parked car to a huge wreck just so he can see what is going down. When all of the people who could tell him or explain are busy saving lives or prying cars apart. Seriously.
In cases where traffic is backed up for miles, you also have the typical idiots who for some reason think that even though everyone else is at a dead stop…they should totally speed down the emergency lane to pass all the parked cars. When, in fact, they only end up clogging the emergency lane for the emergency vehicles that need to use the lanes for the obvious emergency that everyone is stopped for. Idiots. I’d like to scratch their left eye..
Speaking of left eye, when I was a junior in high school and Lisa “Left Eye” Lopez from TLC died. I heavily mourned her death. When we had to paint our faces for ball games, I would paint a stripe under my left eye like she did hers in videos. When I find the pictures, I will scan them and put them up so you can all see how foolishly delirious I was. I know it’s crazy. But Left Eye was my favorite and for some reason, I totally justified mourning her death as one of her fans. This also totally goes against my theories on mourning. but hey, that’s a whole other entry. 
July 18th, 2007 @ 5:43 pm
I am very glad that you found such joy in my “heat packing.” It’s like the 13th President always says, “You never know when somebody’s gonna need killin’.” So, I think that ESPECIALLY when you are snapping rude pictures of impending foreclosure properties, that you should be well-armed. And. Yes, I should have told you about it earlier, but I think that it turned out a lot funnier, because it was a random confession in the middle of a traffic jam.
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