24 hours ago this was not what the view from Miss Puerto Rico's balcony looked like.
So far, this Sunday, at least at my location, in Texas, there has been no heavy duty storm action, like we got blasted with yesterday, despite the prediction of a possible repeat.
I called 911 this morning, after which a Fort Worth Cop quickly showed up to take my van vandalism/bike theft report. I am not sure, but I don't think a report was made.
Apparently there is a ghost's chance in hell that the culprits might be caught and my bike recovered.
I know nothing about the science of police work, but it would seem there must be some system of checking pawn shops.
I was impressed with the high tech equipment in the cop car. I'd not seen that before.
Since there is quite an outbreak of the type break-ins that broke me, I would think decoys could be set up to trap the bad buys. How hard would that be?
Awhile back I watched an astonishing police operation from Miss Puerto Rico's balcony. At least a dozen police cars showed up, with a lot of cops running around. The culprit was caught, handcuffed and bent over the back of a police cruiser.
The crime? Shoplifting a box of disposable diapers and a pair of socks from a Dollar General store. This seemed a bit of overkill, disproportionate to the crime.
My bike and the damage to my van costs quite a bit more than some diapers and socks. How many others have been the victim of the same car prowler?
Anyway, the visit with the cop was quite nice. In the end he said he'd be on the lookout for a bright yellow K-2 bike.
Feeling despondent, on my way back from Pantego and Dalworthington Gardens, I called the Queen of Wink. Her royal litany of woes made mine seem puny. I guess that made me feel better. I must begin to work on our audition video for The Amazing Race. We feel due to my good navigational skills, the Queen's superior intellect, my inherent charm with natives and the Queen's flirtatious nature, we should be able to zoom around the world to an easy first place finish.
As long as no mountain biking is involved. I don't do mountain bikes anymore.
After we win and get our million dollar check we will be holding a party. You, who will be invited, know who you are.
1 comment:
me? you`ll pay my way...
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