Ramblings of a Samurai and his Duct Tape

F&*^ amazing, is about the only way to describe it

I've been trying to get the events of tonight off my mind enough that I can continue with my Nano, but it just won't happen. So I decided to blog about the nights fun. Usual thursday night Karaoke fun happened. A couple friends I don't see quite so often anymore came out as well.





The shitstorm followed them.





I started typing up some of the events and then decided I shouldn't. It's not particularly riveting, and basically what it amounts to is stupid. My take on the whole thing, the part I'm really fixated on, is this-





At first I reached the conclusion that I'm glad I don't have a significant other who creates drama like this. But then I realized there's three possibilities that completely, or at least mostly nullify my conclusion.


1. Is it just Iowa women who are psycho like this? In this case I need to find a woman who either does not live in Iowa or is not psycho. I'm not sure how much separation there is between the two groups, if any.


2. Is it just Clear lake cops that are stupid like this? It doesn't really take 4 city cops, each in their own car, and a State patrol officer in his own vehicle, to give a warning to one guy that he'll be arrested if he goes back to the apartment he shares with his gf (maybe soon to be ex gf). Or maybe it really does take 5 officers in their own vehicles.


3. Maybe it really only takes 5 officers because my buddy is black.





Maybe it's some combination of the three, but most of my angst over the nights proceedings is gone. Maybe I can pump out a few words on my Nano now before I turn in for the night