- The Thursday of the first week we moved in, 5 min. after I got home from work, the house next to us got busted for a drug raid. Busted in door and everything. I found out the week after from the people that live there that "the cops said they found 'seeds' in the alleyway behind us". No comment.
- There is a ghetto blastin' Ice Cream truck that comes around. The song is catchy and he has good prices. He however is a fat Armenian looking guy. Thats good marketing. Also, the ice cream rocks.
- The other night the cops were called on our other neighbors, possibly a domestic call, I'm not sure. However when the cops left, my neighbor spent the better part of 12 min. yelling in the streets that if "this neighborhood had a fucking problem with him, he was right fucking there." Then he got in his car, and sped off really fast. Also it was 1:20 am.
- I met a former Marine/ex-carthief who told me about how he was technically dead for 6 min. when he crashed during a dragrace. Nice guy.
- The corner bar on my block is awesome. I was outside once with my old roomate, and a guy told us about how he used to "keep this entire fuckin' city rollin' on acid, man! You guys ever done acid?" No, we replied. "You should man, it'll expand your fuckin' mind!" Then he told us about trying to bang his girlfriend, while driving drunk, going 95mph on Costal Highway outside of Ocean City. He got pulled over and the cops let him go. I'm convinced this man is a magician, or a sorcerer.
- Also at the bar, I met a guy that looks/sounds just like Crabman from My Name is Earl! His name was Rick. He sells bikes. Also his shirt said "beer time", and there was a digital clock with beer for the numbers. Awesome.
- We live near the Charm City Cakes shop, and drink at the bar, The Diz which is right across the street from it. Last week I saw one of the cake decorators, Elena, outside smoking so I went out to "make a call" and to siphon some of her cool by being in close proximity. Two min. later Mary Alice from the show drove by and told Elena, that she was going to "shit on your balls". I'm no baker, but I'm pretty sure that's code for, "shit on your balls."
More to come.
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