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July 12, 2006

Still 100% photograph free!

Hello. It is Wednesday. I do try to write a little something every day during the week, but summer is always my busiest time at work and blah blah blah. I did, however, attend a barbecue luncheon benefit yesterday with several coworkers and MANY HOT POLICEMEN (it was a law enforcement charity event). Alas, I did not take any pictures because hi! The law does not like to pose!

(I also maybe have not found my camera cord, which is in a mysterious hiding place apparently.)

The luncheon yesterday took place somewhere south of the 10 (read: far from the Valley) but I carpooled with some folks so as not to get lost in the scary city. It was hot outside, and I was dressed in my work clothes and so on, so naturally I started to complain about this to my coworkers when I was immediately struck speechless (this is RARE, folks, RARE) because all the sudden we were standing on a parking lot with tents and chairs and burgers and MANY MEN IN UNIFORMS WEARING GUNS HOT HOT SO HOT CAN'T SPEAK.

What is it about a man in uniform? So... commanding. So serious. So decided! (As if "decided" were a quality you want in a man but WHATEVER. Go with me. Decided!)

It is a beautiful thing.

With Southern Ingenuity ("Oh ya'll, I think I need to sit over theah in the shade, you see I might burn, since this sun is so powerful hot today!") (why people put up with me is beyond comprehension) but anyway, I managed to get myself seated at a table directly across from a very attractive arm of the law if you know what I mean and I think you do. We ended up chitchatting (how DID that happen!) and he was so cute, and so decided, and honestly I was beginning to think maybe the Summer Of My Dating Discontent was coming to an end, when we had the following conversation:

Me: So, this is a ... detention center?

John Q. Law: Yes, well, it's more of a booking facility. The main central jail is closer to where you work in downtown.

Me: Oh! I saw that on Lockup on MSNBC! That John Siegenthaler is very serious.

John Q. Law: Oh yeah. I think I saw that one.

Me: I've only seen the L.A. County episode and the episode about the place that houses Charles Manson.

John Q. Law: Who is Charles Manson?



Me: Um. He was a guy, he uh, is kind of famous? Controlled a cult of young people with his mind and there was a famous murder...?

John Q. Law: When was this? (furrows (cute) forehead)

Me: Oh, early seventies, I think.

John Q. Law: Oh! Huh. Well, that was before I was born then. I kinda rememember the Menendez dudes, I was like maybe five then. Or seven or something.




Me: I'm going to get a Diet Coke now.

I turned to my co-woker, who had overheard this exchange. "Hand me my cane! Gramma needs a Diet Coke!" John Q. Law, to his decidedly adorable credit, did not get the grandma joke. I love the youth of our city. They are so YOUTHFUL. What with their YOUNGNESS and all.

I wonder if you can get locked up BY the Law for attempting to rob the cradle of the Law in the presence of the Law?

Posted by laurie at July 12, 2006 10:07 AM