Friday night's block party had an interesting development. About 11:30, the party had dwindled to about 8 people. All were smashed, and karaoke was going strong. Then, we see two police vehicles come through the neighborhood. My first instinct was to say to the dude singing, "Hey, the cops are here." His response: "Yeah, I saw them." Then he finished out the last minute and a half of "Takin' Care of Business" as three of Brown County's finest came with their flashlights drawn. Everything was fine, nobody was shot, or arrested, or ticketed. I asked one of the officers if they heard us, or if someone complained. He said "We had a number of complaints." All in all, they enjoyed the fact that it was a block party, and that people invited to the party apparently called us in. Fucking shitheads. Look, if you don't want to come, fine. But you were warned there would be a party, and it wasn't like it was 3 a.m. Also, nobody came to us to ask us to keep it down, which we would have done. To be fair, it was FUCKING loud. But it makes to no sense for someone to be that way. Whatever, liver workout one went pretty well all things considered.
In other news, the gold medal game was awesome this morning. It was cool to see the NBA'ers seeming to give a shit, jumping of the bench, and dancing around like 12 year olds after they won. They will probably make some money in China.
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