Well this is a little late, but my weekend was a strange one to say the least. Friday night I went to my friends birthday party at Quartinos (Happy Birthday Jackie), which was a nice restaurant on State and Ontario. I then went back to my apartment for a little bit before I was to go to a going away party for a softball teammate. When I got to the stoop though there was already plenty going on. The crew was there sippin on some beverages and hanging out so I decided to join them. Of course what shortly came about on a hot Friday evening...A water fight, this was a big one too. Everyone was soaked head to toe, there were water balloons, water guns, hoses, and even buckets being used, I was drenched. We then settled down and just grabbed our perspective places on the stoop and held it down. While hanging out we started to notice a party brewin down the way. People kept walking up to our stoop asking, "Is this where the party is?" We would reply no and then tell them its probably down the block. The kids seemed young like they were maybe 15 or 16 years old, like I said it was a weird night. Eventually the crowd was huge and there were people everywhere, but they weren't bothering us so we didn't care. Then all of the sudden you could tell a fight was either in process or about to be. Stevie noticed that some of the guys who were starting the fight, who were in our alley at the time, had bats, so now we knew all hell was about to break loose. Someone in the building across the street yelled out their window from the third floor, "hey, you would be smart to get the hell out of here, I just called the cops." The crowd immediately started runnin all different directions. The cops were defiantly called and were there real fast but, really all they did was harass us. They kept yelling at us to get inside, as we were trying to tell them the people down the block are the ones causing the problems. Here is where a funny thing happens, my friends all go inside and while I am still outside I walk to take out the garbage and while in the alley 2 not one but two squad cars pull up and surround me, well, while my hands were on the hood of the car I can see in my kitchen and see my friends walking around. When getting searched all I can think is that no one will know if I get arrested. Sure enough I find myself sitting in the back of a cop car soaking wet and nobody knows where I am. Luckily we pull around in front of my apartment and the cops stop to talk to another cop who is there and my friends see me from the stoop. So at least someone knew where I was, but it didn't really matter I was off to jail and nobody even told me why.
Thursday, August 03, 2006
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