Sunday, April 27, 2008

I Can't Make This Stuff Up

Sunday night Ibis got home from work without a newspaper so I sent him to one of the stores across the street to see if they had any left. He returned to tell me that apparently the paper doesn't come out on the weekends.

"Oh, I wanted to find out about the fight," he told the storeowner.

"I know. I heard they killed each other!" she replied.

"No. We saw them go with the police and it looked like they just beat each other up."

She shook her head. "Not those guys, the ones down the block. They killed each other."

*double checks locks on door*

Seems the second fight happened later Saturday night and the actually killed each other. I don't know if our neighbor who posed for the camera will be making the front page anymore.


Another thing I keep meaning to mention is that the city finally filled the potholes on our street. For the three of you who've seen them, you know they could swallow small children if you weren't careful. Now we can speed through the neighborhood without worrying about leaving half the car behind.


Turkey Lurkey said...

Yikes! That is awful! Can you move to a safer area of town? Maybe closer to the beach/touristy areas?

Janna Qualman said...

Oh my. I'm sending extra prayers your way, hooey.

spyscribbler said...

So, here I am, picturing Melanie in this little dusty Mexican town, wandering down to the beach now and then, relaxing in a slower-paced lifestyle with lots of sun.

But, now I see. She lives in a WAR ZONE!

colbymarshall said...

fixing streets is good...they've been doing roadwork on a road near our house for months and just recently finished...I've never been so glad to see a clear road in my life.

Melanie Avila said...

No one bothers us and most of the excitement revolves around a small group of people. I think we're ok for now. We don't walk anywhere after dark so we should be all right.