Last night when we got home from seeing the fireworks (a surprisingly fantastic show for once) there were eleventy-thousand cop cars on the street before ours. Then we got inside and took the dogs out to do their duty and a cop came up and asked us if we had seen anyone that didn’t belong. Then about four cop cars came flying down our street towards our building. We asked what was going on and the cop said there was a stabbing and they were looking for two suspects still at large. He described them and asked us to call if we saw anything then ran behind my building. Eventually they left the area without any suspects that we could see. Since Mr. Vixen had received the wonderful gift from Bear and Fishboy of Rock Band for Wii. We all stayed up until around 2am with the curtains open to watch the area.
Now, you all are thinking, bummer. You know that girl might just be cursed. But I am not done.
This morning I got up and was going to run to the store for bread. Because we have lunch meat and no bread. It is so freaking humid here our bread turned green. So, I get in the car, start it, and put it in reverse and it just feels wrong. So I stop get out and I have
BUT three flat tires.
I am warning the world…stay away from me lest you become infected.