Ted's Polish-Mexican Page

You like that Gen X reference? I figure we are all getting old enough that we can start making everyone participate in our mid-life crises the way the boomers did.


When I first moved to this neighborhood, I was told it was quiet.

Last night, we had another incident of some sort. I don't know what it was. As I went north on Country Club, I spotted a police car that had just pulled a car over on one of the side streets a few blocks south of where I live. Then, when I turned onto my street, there were two more police units who were looking over an empty car. I have no idea what was going on.

Since I moved in, there have been two big incidents that I know of. Shortly after I got here, a guy stabbed a police officer which led to them basically shutting down this neighborhood along with most of the area between Pima and 5th Street. It made the news and everything. I went out front to see what all the noise was, and a cruiser drove by and shined a spotlight in my face. I am not into blindness, so I went inside.

One time, I went out front to use the grill, and there was a police car across the street and a tow truck taking a car away. I didn't think too much of it. Then Todd drove up. He saw police all over the neighborhood and asked one what was up. He told him that there was a fugitive in the neighborhood, nothing to worry about but lock up when you get home. Great.

I have seen times when there has been an elevated presence in the neighborhood, driving through and seeing three or four units cruising the neighborhood. I never find out what is up. Heck, I don't know what was up last night.

Like I said, it was real quiet...until I moved in. I bring in a bad element, I guess.


I don't know how any of you have noticed, it is hot out. When I went to Roller Derby, I expected it to be one of those nice indoor events we Tucsonenses do over the summer because it is the only thing that makes sense. No dice. I don't think Bladeworld is used to that many people in that place at one time. I was sweating like Randy Graf at a Los Tigres del Norte concert. I don't know how the skaters did it, especially with all those pads. As usual though, Berlin Wall's outfit was, uh, well ventillated.

The fans worked though. I mean the mechanical ones, not the people screaming for Barbicide to take someone out. I first discovered the power of those fans when I played an indoor soccer game there and I way over did it. I was so worn out that I wasn't paying attention to what was around me, and I started feeling really chilly. I looked up and saw the fan, I decided that it was my new friend.



Do zobaczenia. Hasta la proxima.