Why I miss the Soo

Listening to Firehouse, 'All She Wrote' (thanks Shel!)

The one thing I really miss about living is the police and fire reports.  Living in a larger city such as Wichita, you see all the fighting and stabbing and shooting and religious ranting and it gets on your nerves (at least on my nerves).  But you get into small towns and cities like the Soo and you get police reports such as this one from this past weekend:  

Cold pizza

A local pizzeria contacted Sault Police Saturday evening after they were unable to find anyone at their intended destination.

A police investigation determined that a local woman wished to have a pizza delivered to her apartment, but did not have any minutes left on her cell phone.  The woman did, however, have text messaging capabilities and contacted one of her friends on the west coast requesting that she phone in her order.  

The Washington woman apparently had all the details correct, except for the apartment number, sending the delivery man to an unoccupied residence.  By the time the misunderstanding was sorted out the delivery man had already departed and the pizza presumably cold.  

The would-be customer apparently worked out an agreement with the pizzeria management allowing police to close the books on this investigation.  

I love it.  Some people might not get it, but I think that it is great because there isn't anything going on in town and one of the things to report along with domestic assaults and minors consuming is a miscommunication between someone too lazy to drive to a pizza joint, someone on the Pacific coast, and a delivery guy.  

Another year older...

I am twenty seven today.  I have always been confused by people asking if I feel older or any different from year to year.  I think that the last year I felt older from the previous year had to be going from twenty to twenty one.  Maybe it was because my sister took me out and got me shit faced at midnight and I spent the next day in the basement under a blanket.  But it may also be the last 'big event' of getting older.  

At twenty one you can now go out to the bars, legally, and drink.  What else is there?  I guess that at twenty five you get cheaper car insurance, but I didn't even have that because our car insurance guy gave us a discount when I added onto A's insurance.  People make big deals about thirty and forty and fifty, but there is nothing that goes with it.  No big perks, nothing that you couldn't do before.  

Birthdays in between twenty one and the year you start getting senior citizen discounts are not monumental.  I am starting to make a habit out of taking time off of work for my birthday.  Taking trips and vacations.  Last year we were in Dallas and this year we are home.  It is nice to be away from Kansas and work.  Everyone should treat birthdays as personal holidays and stay the hell away from work.  

mas facts and photos

Okay, so (here's the earth, round) after writing my twenty five facts I have been thinking of more and more.  Part of them are things that deal with me, others are just questions that pop into my head.  I'll list a few and talk about politics a little bit.  

• I hate politics.  Well, it is more of a love/hate relationship
• The worst movie I have ever seen was Time Bandits
• Any non spur of the moment pictures I take are taken with a film camera
• I love Bill O'Reilly (I know!)
• The worst thing in the world is religious people who try to convert and influence others
• I will watch (and most likely enjoy) any Tim Burton or Coen Brothers movies
• If I could, I would spend a summer traveling and staying at campgrounds
• I am concerned with the state of music
• I would rather drive than ride
• I hated such classics as The Great Gatsby, Catch-22, and Slaughterhouse Five
• I would enjoy learning how to properly box

Coming up next week, I will be getting two rolls of film back from *sigh* Wal-Mart.  It was either last week or two weeks ago, some snow fell here in the ICT and I took the opportunity to take some pictures at the nature center that is close to our apartment.  I am anxious to see how they turn out.  I will post a few here and more on Facebook.  When it comes to taking pictures, I enjoy using a film camera.  It feels real.  Digital cameras are great, you can review the pictures right away, but it seems cheap.  If you don't like the picture you take, boom deleted, with a push of a button.  With a film camera, you find something you want to take a picture of, check, double check, and triple check, and then focus.  Finally, take a picture (at least that is how I do it).  I don't see the talent it takes to take five or six pictures of something, review them all, and then take the best one and say 'look how good of a picture I took.'  It takes the art form out of taking pictures.