Best Summer Ever: Weeks 8 & 9

Every-other day for the past two weeks, police lights have lit up my street up like a vivacious performance.

I feel like I live in the projects without the benefit of supplemental security income. My neighbor was arrested twice in the past two weeks, and the police are constantly raging about for miscellaneous disturbances.

The problem with the police action is that the cops are the main disturbance in the neighborhood – blaring lights and shouting – and I doubt they cause this much remmidemmi when doing business in the suburbs.

Some of my friends suggested that the police drammy is exciting. And while Yesina’s first arrest was amusing, by the second arrest I was annoyed. I don’t need to hear Yesina screaming “DON’T TAKE MY BABY!” when I have a morning class the next day.

Last night’s police visit didn’t involve Yesina. The cops just decided to stop a neighbor’s car. I read a lot of investigatory stop cases for work, so I felt like opening my window and screaming, “YOU DON’T HAVE TO CONSENT TO A SEARCH!”

But the idiot did.

And the cop found something, so neighborman was arrested and his car was towed. He’ll know for next time.

Summer classes have ended and both of my finals are on Wednesday. I’m about to sneak off to the Walter Library and spend the next two days there.