Will The Whining Ever Cease
You all know how my road trip went. You all know how my one day off went. Now, you will hear about my first day back in the St. Louis Saddle.
I get to my subject's home this morning to find their vehicle present. Cool, they weren't sure they were living there. The subject leaves to go to work. Great, we know where they work, so, I don't have to be too aggressive while following them in rush hour traffic. The person goes to work, I get some video and somehow, from across a very busy main thouroughfare they manage to see me sitting in the back of my van, with my curtains up, in a slightly crowded parking lot. They proceed to drive across the road and start yelling through my slightly cracked window. I try in vain to convince them, they are crazy. Doesn't work. So here I am, after a very short frustrating day, wondering what it is the investigator that worked this person, this weekend, is not telling me.
Oh well, tonight I am watching a bartender. Food and drink on the company and guaranteed video as long as the subject is working. I must make some calls to see if people want to go to the bar with me tonight and drink for free. First on my list the Steph.
posted by Larry @ 11:25 AM
65 Comments:
Free drinks and food? I am so there! Damn.. I can't make it there in time. :)
Have fun. I think I like your job better than mine.
Yes, just think this morning when it was already humid and 85 degrees I was sweating my ass off on a bench seat in a van, windows mostly closed. with only my phone, my steering wheel, and a rather annoyed claiment, to keep me company.
Sometimes, though, its nudie bars or opryland or hockey tournaments. Those are the good days.
I guess there are good an bad with every job. Still yours seems more exciting..
Oooh, sweet! Where we goin'??
You're, like, the best brother EVER. Heh. :)
Some place in granite city. I will call you if the persin is there.
Bugger. Anyone who could find that out must have some inkling..
Attacked with biting words of hate first thing in the morning? It makes my day of nothingness seem so boring..
Oooh, pick me! PICK ME!!!
In the words of another blogger (whose name escapes me), I've had a craptacular day.
Jay: I am confused. Welcome.
Jess: Hope to see you around more often now that you got the hookup again.
P-Shag: I pick you.
Where is my invite??
Huh, you know I think I misplaced your number. Maybe if you give it to me again I will remember to store it in my phone this time. ;)
It was a nice bar, surprising, considing the area it is in.
Yes, but free drinks only come along once in a while.
I used to get scared a lot more than i do now. After sitting in places like detroit, the bronx, wash dc, baltimore, north philly, and reading(PA, actually one of the worst places I have been) people who are only verbally confrontational are kinda fun to deal with. Guns on the other hand make me almost shit myself, you can verify that with the Steph.
Hell, on this evening's case I was sitting in my person's neighborhood pretty damn far away and out of the way, and a white trash toothless jerksauce was trying to tell my to shove off cuz it's "a bad neighborhood" I laughed at him and kindly told him to fuck off and go back to his trailer.
It's not my fault you bought a Dodge. :)
"white trash toothless jerksauce" is the single funniest thing I have heard in years. Thanks, Lar. I'll trade you my Hostess™ brand Twinkies™ and a cup of Rich, Chocolatey Ovaltine™ if you'll let me use this wonderful phrase.
my first car was a plymouth- dodge's forgotten brother. i inherited the sundance when i got out of college- 190,000 miles on it. by the time i gave it up a couple of years later, it was over 213,000 and still running just fine.
i miss that car, but i must admit i like my little ford zx2....even if i can't shove a bike into it.
oh- and i'm assuming i wasn't invited along simply because you know it's been years since i last set foot in a bar- right?
Just don't post the Mullet and it is all yours. You will get more miles out of it in the sticks than I will up here, anyway.
Duff: my first car was a plymouth reliant and I manage to squeeze quite a few miles out of it and the steph got a few more. It was a decent car but it wasn't a ford. And well as with GD I seem to have misplaced your number.
that's fine- i see how you are.
perhaps if i'd put up a profile picture of.....angelina jolie...or some other hottie....i would have gotten a call.
*sniff*
it's okay- with time and therapy, i'll get over it.
*sniff*
No, I told you in an earlier comment, I am honest to a fault. The fact that I don't have your number and, well, quite frankly the distance you would have to travel to get here on time are the only factors that entered into the equation. As for your pic, I could definitely do a lot worse.
i know, i know.
do you know how hard it was to type all that with a straight face. i mean, c'mon- i'm not quite that sensitive.
Hey, you women scare me sometimes, I am just playin the "cover my ass" card.
smart boy.
but i don't claim to be a woman- you have to be at least 5'3", and not look like jailbait.
that's gotta be a big card, huh?
Don't worry Duff, You're invited to my slumber party. RSVP.
i learned my lesson.
Not true, think Eva Longoria, not made up wearing something that is not form fitting and you have a perfect example.
B you can stop commenting about my ass anytime. Remember, you got half the same genes and it's looking like that is the half. just stop workin out for a few months it'll catch ya
ouch- nothing like siblings, eh?
Half the genes: half the ass! Booyah!
Peace.
Duff, let me know. ;)
Yeah, I aint that big, ya friggen ape.
Please, I prefer "white trash toothless jerksauce."
Duff still has not responded to my hitting on her. Oh well.
As, I assume, in your case, is true with most women.
Ha, take that.
so let me get this straight- there's no picture because larry is large and in charge, gap toothed, and blessed with a mullet? totally not what i pictured.
sorry 'bout the delay- i'm trying to post in between checking commetns over here.
No, Larry, while you were busy with you stupid bitchy ex-wife, I was surrounded by LOTS of stupid, bitchy ex-girlfriends.
Don't worry, Duff, I will post you the Mullet picture. Because larry's a little bitch. LOL.
you are definitely not reading into it properly.
patience, when I get a good pic I will have a permenant profile pic.
And remember, I quote myself here. "My mullet was like my marriage. When I had it I thought it was the coolest thing ever. Now that it's gone I realize just how shitty it really was."
No mullet, only slightly overweight(if I could get motivated to run I would lose it in a hurry) and the gap isn't that wide but one of the teeth is fake.
And make no mistake, I am in charge(at least in my mind)
you will regret it one way or another, brother. It may take some time, but, with things like these you must make sure the punishment fits teh crime
This has been fun but I have to be off to bed as I have to be out the door by 3:30a tomorrow.
so- when/where will this picture appear?
then again, perhaps i'll stick with the mental picture....sort of val kilmerish, though not really.
(somehow, most of my mental pictures wind up looking like val kilmer.)
no- you can't make it to bed bfore me- that is so totally unfair.
I'll put the picture on my site www.dimebowl.com as soon as i can get it scanned. unless larry REALLY begs me not to.
Keep that image, as i know how you feel about VK. I need my beauty sleep.
There will be no beggin. I gave you the rights to a comment that you have used, validating the contract. a breach of said contract will only bring you pain in ways i haven't begun to image. I have plenty of alone time in a van to contemplate these things. and even more time to bring them to fruition.
okay, boys- back to blogging.
sweet dreams, larry.
and good luck with your slumber party, bro.
time to contemplate these things- when you're not busy beating the stereo to death, of course.
Oh well, brad, guess that means she aint going.
remember, brother, tread very carefully with this mullet pic I have a long reach and many friends. If I can't come up with something, someone will.
i'm afraid i probably have to work the night of the slumber party.
The stereo only goes in and out when moving, most of my time is spent sitting still. Can't beat the demonic possession out of it.
Goodnight.
call ghostbusters.
'night.
THATS IT! i'm canceling the damn slumber party!
Goodness! 51 comments, a slumber party, free drinks and some brotherly love. I hate it when I miss out on the good stuff.
And Larry - I like a man who can be in charge.
;-)
getting caught would scare the shit out of me...
Duff: I put in a call. They are too "busy" to fix the stereo. Personally, I think they thought I was crazy. although, the closest number I could come up with was for a "blockbuster" when calling information.
Callie: See what happens when you don't visit my blog regularly enough. I don't want ot hear the kids, husband, life, sleep, taking a shower, bad case of mono, excuses. I have heard em all before. Oh yeah, somehow you trasmitted your bleh to me, thanks.
Jazz: Once it happens enough, you get used to it. After being everywhere I have been and sitting in so f-ed up places, words just don't get me like they used to.
More free drinks? A slumber party? Oh, oh, oh PICK ME AGAIN!!!
I'm sorry I transmitted the 'bleh'. I promise to refrain from the 'bleh' (as much as humanly possible, at least) in future blogs.
Just remember to invite me to the next slumber party, 'k?
Holy shit. Looks like I missed a good comment party!
At least I was there in the beginning. :)
Penny- I pick u. Bring booze.
I used Travelocity to find a hotel for one night in Philly while on a business trip. Sure did end up in the PROJECTS. Okay, maybe it wasn't the projects, but it was pretty damn close. When you see people running to their cars, you know something is up.
P-Shag: I told you, youc are more than welcome, just don't contribute to the delinquincy of a minor with my little brother.
Callie: That's ok I don't feel as bad today and seem to catch something about every other flight I take. I think is the recycled air on the planes. And any slumber party I am at you are all invited.
Dani: Some of us need our rest, your absence, although noted, was undrstood.
i didn't get any rest myself cuz someone has to keep brad in line and entertain duff while she is online. But, I don't have to start until 10a tomorrow and will get plenty tonight.
Brad: You can't get anyone down there to buy you booze?
Jess: Where was teh hotel? i bet I have a story about the area. I have a story about everything.
Well I wasn't actually sleeping during most of the commenting with you all. I was out drinking.. well I didn't drink a lot but others did. I got to show off my car too.. but it was another not home until 12:30 night. I really need a lot of sleep tonight...
Your bro's a minor? A baby bro? I will never contribute to the delinquency of a minor. Sorry, nickel/brad. I un-pick myself and keep my Canadian beer.
someone has to entertain me? i thought i was doing the entertaining!
P: I am happy that you will not contribute, but, even happier to have deprived my poor deprived baby bro of his beloved beer.
D: It was mutual, of course. It's like the chicken and the egg, you can't have one without the other.
so am i the chicken, or the egg?
i hadn't thought that hard about it and if i have to i just might crack(hehe, i'm sure that only amused me) guess that makes you the chicken.
I know, but, really besides the Steph, you are about the only person close enough to take me up on it and it sounds to me like you had your own bar experience last night.
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