Fun in the Sun, and Also on the Court.

[trista]

I just spent about an eternity lying on my recliney chair thingy in the park (and could really have used my sunscreen applicator; I am now quite pink), two hours of which were spent on the phone with murnkay. I'm so glad I was talking to him, too, because I needed someone to tell about the cops. I know what you're thinking. "The cops?" Oh yes. The cops.

So there I am, sitting sort of in the middle-ish of the park, talking on the phone, when I hear a car. In the grass. Beside me. I look up and see a cop car. Of course I interrupt murnkay's story to give him commentary. "Um, there's a cop car? In the park? On the grass? Okay, it's driving past me. And now it's turning. It's turning onto the basketball court. The boys playing basketball are not stopping. Oh, wait, yes they are. The one with the ball is approaching the car. Huh. The cop has taken their ball away. And now he's going to attempt a basket, one handed, from inside his car. Aaaand he missed. I love this. This is awesome. Minneapolis's finest, hard at work. This totally makes me heart the Minneapolis police. They're being all in touch with the citizens and the community and stuff. And the basketball. But not so much with the hoop."

And now I must go have my shower and then apply aloe goop. I wish that stuff came with an applicator, too.