>Coming Soon to a Neighborhood Near You!
>I was up late feeding Bruiser when I heard it: a car, driving quickly up our short cul-de-sac and stopping briefly a few times. Suddenly, there was a muffled thud and a screech of tires as the car drove off.
That’s odd, I thought. What would anyone be doing speeding down our street this late on a Tuesday night? I thought of waking up Hubs, but heard the newspaper man turn onto our street and figured if anything odd were going on, he’d see it.
I forgot about the whole thing until Hubs came home from work a few days later. “I just talked to Steve Walsh across the street,” he said. “His son’s car was broken into a few nights ago. They took the stereo.”
“Oh my gosh, I heard it!” I said. “It happened at three-forty-seven a-m,” I proudly recounted.
“Why didn’t you wake me?” he demanded.
“Oh, they were professionals,” I said knowledgeably. “They were on and off our street in less than a minute. Even if I had woken you, by the time you got up, they would have been gone. I’m sure they hit a bunch of neighborhoods that night.”
“Geez, you’re like Rear Window,” Hubs said admiringly. “Remember that movie about the guy in the wheelchair who saw a murder from his window?”
“How could I forget?” I asked. “That movie was awesome. I could star in the remake! Except we’d need to call it something else.” I thought for a minute and then snapped my fingers. “I’ve got it!”
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>OMG. I just spit out my soda. Hilarious!!!
>I’ve let so many bumps in the night go by without acting on my suspicions. We even heard a woman screaming “Help me” outside in the street one night. My Better Half did go out to investigate but only after I begged him not to. Turns out it was a domestic dispute and she was in little to no danger but given to histrionics. Isn’t it amazing what one sees go by the window when up late at night nurturing the little ones?
>Are you what would be referred to as an ear-witness?
>I love the drawing, did you do that? ha-ha, I thought they were boobs for a minute there! Good thin you clarified
>Yeah, I didn’t qualify at first and was met with a deafening, Internetty silence. I mean, if Hooters can do it, why can’t I? 🙂
>I remember those overnight feedings. Every creak in the house was maginfied x 10,000.-Rhonda
>In our hipper than thou development, Traceside, we had some recent thefts. The same “pros” hit several “Upper Bellevue” neighborhoods. The folks who were robbed were victims of their own carelessness, unfortunately. They left their car doors unlocked, garage doors open, etc…That’s the boring part.More interesting is how our mailing list reacted to it. Folks castigated the victims who felt bad enough already. There were racist aspersions about the criminals as one victim’s debit card was used on NOLENSVILLE ROAD! GASP! Neighbors were even asked to report “suspicious activities” and take pictures of license plates of cars of interest with their cell phones.Martial Law Much?
>hahahahahahahahahaha This one made me laugh out loud!!!!dawn
>Perhaps you can get a part-time job as a neighborhood security guard and kill two birds with one stone. Or two stones. Well, they’re not actually stones…
>oh, if only you were across the street from us instead of that darn useless liquor store!(well, useless at 3:47 am, at least…damn thing closes at ten.)i think with that ad poster, your remake would get a surprisingly large number of teenage boy ticket buyers. 🙂
>oh lawd, woman, you crack me up!
>OMG, I used to totally spy on my neighbors while I was nursing at night. I’d get out of the rocker and go to the nursery windows and see what was going on down on the street. But hell, I was friggin’ bored, and anything that took my mind off of how much sleep I was losing was okay with me.
>Ha ha ha ha ha! Great picture.
>Hmmm, Those sure are some pretty big…eyes!
>Ha! Love it. Our bedroom overlooks the street, so every bloody gang of kids shouting to each other as they stumble down the street late at night sounds like they are beside my bed. Unless I’m asleep, because I sleep the sleep of the very, very dead, from which only Pumpkinpie can raise me.
>Did you draw that picture yourself? What big EYES you have! LOLOLOLOLOL!