At that point, the cops starting shouting. I could see a woman cop, immediately in front of my door, gun drawn and held in both hands at a 70-degree angle from the floor; she was shouting, and her partner was shouting, for someone to get down on the floor. I can see her clearly in my mind's eye as I write this.
They shouted this at least five times, by which point I ran into the living room and got Tamara and myself down on the floor ~ and everyone reading this knows why. But no shots rang out. The neighbor kittycorner from us, and someone else at his apartment, were arrested. There were five cops altogether and one of these had a dog. So, drugs.
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| In case someone worries that I live in a slum, this is the view out front of my apartment building. |
In any case, I guess it isn't clear enough on this blog to simply say, look at my Patreon. So let me spell out the blog issue a little more clearly.
I am still blogging, on the same subjects I always have. And every day. On a blog called "The Higher Path." This blog costs $3 a month to view, through Patreon.
I have supported you, the reader, through a thousand hours of getting up in the morning and looking for something to read on the internet. You know there's almost always something here, and almost always something that will get your minds thrumming on the subject of role-playing and game play. I know many of you read me on game day, specifically because I do that.
Well, I'm still doing that. But now, I must insist you support me also.
Please do.
Glad you're safe, those situations are always stressful.
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