Once or twice i have mentioned going off to barbecues at Shane and Hannah's house. They live in South Seattle, in a nice little cottage home with a perfect front yard for having too many people over and roasting dead animal of all varieties and occasionally veggie patties/tofu. the neighborhood is like a lot of neighborhoods in this city--two blocks one way will get you castles over looking the lake, with automatic gates and personal arboretums. The other direction will get you derelict, run down, and depressed....a land where your car WILL get broken into or just not be there when you get done eating the aforementioned dead something. The home is inhabited by a zoo of animals, including Trapper the dog and Hoolihan the cat (who will spend hours pouncing on things). It usually reeks of good company and hospitality--dinners or bbqs are never just dinners or bbqs, they are celebrations, fiestas, ur so money parties, or Hanukkah extravaganzas. They always remember the names of the randoms who turn up--and inquire about them even long after the fact (Dus).
I tell you all this to paint a picture because i don't really have one of my own today.
Yesterday, when they awoke, the residents of said casa discovered that the home had fallen prey to a cross-bow attack. No, seriously, someone shot the house with a crossbow. One side of the house borders a road and the other an alley. The "Dungeons and Dragons Gone Wrong" style attack (Shane's words, not mine) drew a rare 'wow and i thought i'd seen it all' (the real words were something like i'm never going to see this again, but i can't remember so i'm making something up) from the cop who arrived to inspect the damage.
So, beware Seattlites, there is a crossbow bandit running amok in south seattle!! and to the rest of the world, rest assured, the level of hoodlum-geekdom this requires can only be obtained in the land of MS, Amazon, Adobe, and the Google outpost.
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