Raj KAJ (scottobear) wrote,

Well, shit.

Something you never want to see in a quiet neighborhood. A gang of cops with rifles pointing at your house, and an armed one at the door when you’re freshly naked from the shower.

Here it is in raw, uncleaned up format. Site Meter

Newt and I just were allowed back into the apartment, after 2 hours of being made to wait in a carport 4 houses down the street. My landlord (the apartment is an efficiency built into the side of a larger house) apparently decided to arm himself, take some vicadin, and scare his girlfriend. I don’t know the whole story yet, just that there were over a dozen police cars, a fire safety vehicle and a fire engine descending on my home. I was just drying after a shower when a BCS officer knocks on my door, and tells me to come out…I let him know I’m nude and ask if it can wait a moment as I dry and dress… he told me to hurry up, and asked me through my louvered windows if there were any other entrances to my apartment than the front door. I told him no… and asked what it was all about. He said for me to just please come out, and I said sure…’Could you please tell me what’s going on..” He then informs me of the above ‘armed-drugged, please leave for your own safety/may we come inside your apartment” I told him sure, as I had my pants on by then, and picked up Newton, and walked out and up the street, as fast as my sandaled feet would take me and my orange striped son. We go four houses down the street to the nearest neighbor I know, and knock on the door, asking if I may hang out on the porch for a while… they’re good about it (as I expected, and I filled them in on what’s happening…. we at and talked about the lunacy of the deed holders of my place, and how any mook can get a gun these days. Their daughter had never met Newton, and he charmed the 8 year old completely…she said that Newton could stay over in her room whenever he wanted. (I may take them up on it, if I ever have to leave town for a day or two…) It’s funny, I had a fear that I might never see any of my stuff at the house again, but I just grabbed the baby… I even left my laptop behind. (that stuff is all replaceable….Newton’s too precious to me to leave anywhere.)

Originally published at The Scotto Grotto (org). You can comment here or there.

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