the saga begins...

i've told you the tale of my street.

the street walkers, the resident homeless, the crazies hooting around in the park...

i'm not happy in this place. don't get me wrong, i love this city - the lights, the manic-ness, the excitement, the drunken frenzies... it's great...

but i just can't see myself staying in the ghetto for too long.

scene: outside the apartment building
foreshadowing: the puppy arrived today - cute and bumbly and adorable (yes... pictures to come)... and we needed groceries for him, the cat and ourselves. there's a 24 hour grocery store right down the street by the school - convenience and great food, what more could we ask for? so we take a nice stroll down the street to pick up the essentials.

act 1

br and i are strolling back from the grocery store, arms laden with bags of goodies for our new found family. it's a cool evening, my light jacket a little too heavy for the temp. strange people are lingering on street corners and jesus cuts us off to pan handle at a dodge ram.
br and i had been discussing the other living options in the area. we come to the park and conversation turns to the "party" happening down the street we just walked past.

me: br, don't stare.
br: i can stare if it's dark and no one can see me...
me: (pointedly) br... dont. stare.
br: that was the big boss...
me: how do you know?
br: a black guy just drove down that street in a jaguar. down that street...
me: so?
br: and there are cops outside our building.
me: outside our building?
br: yea... we should send them down there!
me: why?
br: me... a black guy, in a jaguar, smoking a white object with a cherry on the end... there has to be something... going on down there
me: what are the cops doing outside our apartment building?

but they weren't outside our building, rather they were just next door ... two cruisers and four cops with a taxi. i don't know what was going on... although i felt unsafe. there weren't any other characters out- i guess the blue and whites have a tendency to scare them off... but it doesn't make me comfortable.

i wonder what tomorrow night will bring?