"Heeeerrrrre's Johnny!..."
Well with my new house coming together and moving in this weekend I figure... new beginnings all around. I have found that alot of friends blog on LiveJournal.com so here I am and there goes the neighborhood. The blog formerly known as "The Ultimate Rant of the Shalafi" is here. The champ is HERE!
You will find that my mind is all over as it is with this first post. I will also work to archive my old posts over from my old blog location.
So my mother calls last night. She never calls unless something is seriously wrong or utterly important. She proceeds to tell me that she got a jury summons that was addressed to me.
"From Niagara County?", I think as I quickly realize that I was called up in 2002 for a case in Erie County so I could very well be getting one. But why there?
She goes on to tell me it's from CHAUTAUQUA COUNTY which is where I grew up. I haven't maintained a legal residence there since October 1991. Over 14 years ago! Needless to say she is mailing it to me so I can call the courthouse in Mayville and get there heads straight. Of all the crazy things. Who's on trial? Someone from Jamestown probably. Arrested an detained for stupidity. Or cow tipping? Who knows.
Since October 1991 I've lived in 2 other states, served 6 years in the military including a tour during the first Persian Gulf conflict, moved my residence no less than 6 times and... HELLO?! Just bought I house. I have a deed with my name on it.
So I decided to take a 1/2 hr lunch today so I can get out at 4:30 and get as much done as I can at the house tonight. I head over to the Red Apple for some soda and chips for snacking. On the way there I see a white BMW run the red light at the intersection (never a cop around when you need one so lucky for this guy). I go to pull into the Red Apple and there sets the 'beamer'. In the MIDDLE OF THE LOT. Not in a parking space (5 of which were open). Just parked it and basically blocked 3 of those spaces. I walk in to find the driver to be some teenager. With out a doubt his dayy's car. Does he know you have it son? Then proceed to pay for his Sobe and Baby Ruth bar with one of the Jackson's in the wad in his hand. I wonder who he "E" dealer is.
I spoke out loud to Jackie, the cashier, and said, "Must be make your own parking spot day!"
Her friend then says, "Who's the ass with the BMW?"
Pssst... friend o' Jackie.... he's right in front of you. He gives me the dirty look and then goes to walk out. Not one for letting someone leave without a memory I said, "I guy driving daddy's car with that kind of money could at LEAST buy a decent pair of shoes!" The place erupted into laughter. I kill me!
You will find that my mind is all over as it is with this first post. I will also work to archive my old posts over from my old blog location.
So my mother calls last night. She never calls unless something is seriously wrong or utterly important. She proceeds to tell me that she got a jury summons that was addressed to me.
"From Niagara County?", I think as I quickly realize that I was called up in 2002 for a case in Erie County so I could very well be getting one. But why there?
She goes on to tell me it's from CHAUTAUQUA COUNTY which is where I grew up. I haven't maintained a legal residence there since October 1991. Over 14 years ago! Needless to say she is mailing it to me so I can call the courthouse in Mayville and get there heads straight. Of all the crazy things. Who's on trial? Someone from Jamestown probably. Arrested an detained for stupidity. Or cow tipping? Who knows.
Since October 1991 I've lived in 2 other states, served 6 years in the military including a tour during the first Persian Gulf conflict, moved my residence no less than 6 times and... HELLO?! Just bought I house. I have a deed with my name on it.
So I decided to take a 1/2 hr lunch today so I can get out at 4:30 and get as much done as I can at the house tonight. I head over to the Red Apple for some soda and chips for snacking. On the way there I see a white BMW run the red light at the intersection (never a cop around when you need one so lucky for this guy). I go to pull into the Red Apple and there sets the 'beamer'. In the MIDDLE OF THE LOT. Not in a parking space (5 of which were open). Just parked it and basically blocked 3 of those spaces. I walk in to find the driver to be some teenager. With out a doubt his dayy's car. Does he know you have it son? Then proceed to pay for his Sobe and Baby Ruth bar with one of the Jackson's in the wad in his hand. I wonder who he "E" dealer is.
I spoke out loud to Jackie, the cashier, and said, "Must be make your own parking spot day!"
Her friend then says, "Who's the ass with the BMW?"
Pssst... friend o' Jackie.... he's right in front of you. He gives me the dirty look and then goes to walk out. Not one for letting someone leave without a memory I said, "I guy driving daddy's car with that kind of money could at LEAST buy a decent pair of shoes!" The place erupted into laughter. I kill me!