RIGHT OUTSIDE OUR HOUSE!

OKAY MAYBE ONE STREET OVER! STILL THOUGH IT’S DRAMA IN THE NIGHT! AND IT’S HAPPENING NEAR ME! AND I’M NOT AFRAID OF THE POLICE!

There is a guy! Outside his house! And he’s yelling and cussing! And my dad is there! I will let you know what is up when I find out! Yes, I am seriously going to go outside and see what is going on, because I am a rubbernecker that way! OKAY BE RIGHT BACK I KNOW YOU’RE EXCITED TOO!

Okay I’m back and much less prone to exclamation pointing.

1) my dad is head of security here and since he’s working tonight he was the one called in when there was a report of guys yelling and cussing outside in our normally peaceful neighbourhood.

2) it wasn’t as dramatic as I’d hoped. An old man was upset because he thought someone had stolen his truck toolbox. Also the old man had partaken of a few Chardonnays this evening, I daresay.

3) it turns out that his truck toolbox was taken out of his truck this afternoon and put into his garage by his son, who is borrowing the truck tomorrow. The old drunk man had forgotten.

4) it was still a bit of excitement for a Saturday night in the boonies.

5) it was funny to hear the old drunk man yelling “MY TRUCK TOOLBOX!” because he kept getting tongue-tied.

6) yeah that’s all. g’night!