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Just when you thought it was safe to live in Suburbia comes a true tale of woe!  Eileen, Darth Vader and I were enjoying a lazy Sunday morning in the ‘burbs, when Eileen noticed something amiss in the neighborhood; “Uh… Joe,” she said, “there are like twenty police cars outside our house.”

True enough, the popo had invaded our quiet enclave.  Half a dozen or more squad cars lined the street, and uniformed officers paced back and forth with concerned looks on their faces.  This is, of course, abnormal.  Our neighborhood rarely sees any police presence, owing in large part to two undisputed facts: (1) We are essentially boring, and (2) There are no donut shops nearby.

Faced with such unusual excitement, Eileen and I did what any self-respecting neighbors would do: We set up lawn chairs, opened some beer, and settled in to watch whatever action was underway.

Turns out that the incident was far less exciting than anticipated, although the accounts vary.  According to one neighbor, a dude had been pacing around in his backyard in a menacing way with a loaded shotgun.  (Last I checked, the Second Amendment protected that behavior, but I digress.)  Another neighbor reported that a home down the street was a haven for drugs and prostitutes (or perhaps worse: Texans).  A more mundane account from a third neighbor was that a rabies-infected raccoon had been spotted in the area.

To this day, we don’t entirely know what happened.  All we know for sure is that the police eventually departed, empty-handed, and the home down the street is now for sale.  Rather than get to the bottom of it, I’m happy to imagine that our neighborhood is home to all kinds of nefarious activities.  Sometimes it’s more exciting to leave things to the imagination.

The important thing is that the police apparently weren’t coming for us.  At least, not yet.  Maybe next weekend.

[More pictures of this and other adventures can be found in the Photo Album, which is password-protected.  If you are a friend of ours, please email us and request a password!]

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