Everyone kept talking all week about how we were going to have snow on Thursday. I just kept saying: “Well, we’ll see what happens.” Around here, it can really depend on what you are for what you get. Regardless of forecast, a “snow” could be something, just a dusting, miss you entirely, or gone in a second. I have to admit now, we actually did end up getting a significant amount of snow on October 10. It wasn’t huge, or a big problem other than traffic accidents during, but it was there. Kind of surprised me. It’s so often just panic and nothing.
Still, it was just a little snow and what remains on the walks and roads will be gone soon.
That moment when a friend posts a link to this on their timeline and everything goes quiet in your mind, your entire life preparing your for this moment,
as you begin to type: “Police are baffled. They have nothing to go on.”
Remember remember the tenth of October. See? I told you this would work for more than just one day. Well, sort of.
I wanna do this anyway.
I must have gotten on a list of some kind. I’ve gone from getting a couple spam comments a day to getting about 10. I’m in the big time now.
My wife and I were coming home in a Lyft the other night when we saw someone on a bicycle peddling to go the other way as if their life depended on it. It might have, because a brief moment later we saw a motorcycle cop (full helmet and gear, no motorcycle) chasing after them. A brief moment after that, a motorcycle cop on a motorcycle pursued the pair of them. Our Lyft driver said he’d just seen the person on the bicycle deliberately ride straight into the motorcycle of the first motorcycle cop, who then jumped off and gave chase.
I just wonder, what was the story behind that?
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