Monday, May 9, 2011

So, believe me when I tell you, that police story is much better in its one line form. The actual experience just involved a lot of waiting around and dozing on the couch.

On Saturday night, we met some friends for dinner in Long Beach (where they live). We went to dinner and then returned to their apartment for dessert. (Cue sinister music)

Then THIS happened. (Note, we had no idea what was going on at the time.)

We tried to leave around 10:00, and were told by the police to get back in the apartment, lock the door and close the blinds. We heard yelling, running, and gunshots. Then there was a helicopter and dogs barking. Richard looked out the window and saw the SWAT team. At 11:00, we tried to leave again. No dice. Since there was no end in sight, I fell asleep on the couch. Richard stayed awake all night in full Batman alert mode. At 5:00 am, the police knocked on the door to take a statement. We asked if we could leave, and he said he'd ask his supervisor. They finally let us leave. The street was completely silent, but there were 8 or 9 police cars just hanging out. We drove home, and took Charlie outside to use the bathroom (the little trooper held it for nearly 12 hours). Then we called our mothers and went to sleep.

So there you have it. Much better in its one line form, don't you agree?

1 comment:

  1. if only richard hadn't left his cape at home this time... :(

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