One of my favorite things about living here is the police report printed nearly every day in the local paper. It is awesome. A sampling from the past week:
Thursday, 11:23 am Report of horses loose on golf course, causing damage 12:43 pm Report of a patron who entered a restaurant, had two cocktails and then "went crazy." 4:00 pm Seven 911 calls received from a coin phone - kids at a hunter's safety course were making crank calls.
Friday, 9:42 am Report of horses at golf course again 3:31 pm Caller states someone threw spoiled meat into the fenced-in yard 6:08 pm Cell phone call received regarding three large pigs and a goat heading down the road toward Washburn 7:58 pm Report of females fighting at carnival
Saturday 10:40 pm Vehicle collision with bear
Sunday 5:50 pm Caller states neighbor has again thrown rotten meat on his fence.
So to sum up, around here, some people can't control their livestock (unless they're sending it in to town on errands, which I suppose is always a possibility), dispose of their rotten meat by chucking it onto the neighbors property, can't hold their liquor without going crazy or fighting next to the Tilt-A-Whirl, and the kids spend the time they should be learning about the safe handling of firearms making crank 911 calls.
The police reports are a highlight of my day.
About Me
- Extremely Adequate
- Ten years ago, I was a graduate student in international relations at a fancy-ish school in a big East Coast city. Today I am a RN, working in maternal-child health at a small tribal clinic in northern Wisconsin. I'm married, trying to have a baby in an atypical manner. I have a dog and two cats. I hate the "Life Is Good" merchandise, but generally, at present time, I agree with the sentiment. "Extremely adequate" is a descriptor I once heard, and I've found it to be appealingly accurate on a multitude of subjects. This serves as my catch-all blog for updates, socio-political rants, and general rambling.
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