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August 3, 2003
neighborhood shootings
Fucking crackheads. Fucking dealers. Fucking ghetto-ass bullshit. Today I witnessed a drug-related shooting on the corner of Florida, T and 6th, NW. I was on the doorstep of my neighbor's at 601 T, dropping off some fresh sunflowers for the party to be held this afternoon. I had rung the doorbell and was waiting for Mrs. Kravitz to answer, when I heard two shots. There, right across the street was a small compact car, whose passenger had his arm out the window, smoke rising from his gun. Two victims ran away. It was the same car I saw a deal going down in on Friday. The car sped down T.
Mrs. Kravitz let me in the house, and I was most concerned with finding a nice vase for the flowers, as it takes from 1 to 24 hours for traumatic events to sink in. He probably thinks I'm so jaded, but I did freak out some time later. I've made statements with local law enforcement representatives. A big thundershower is now rinsing away the thick trail of blood that went from the scene to Howard University Hospital where one of the victims ran to.
As a result, I'm going to Berkeley Springs with Ron this coming weekend, and to a cabin with another neighbor the next. Fuck DC. Fuck job drama, crack drama, and urban drama. Don't be suprised if I hole up with a fine 22-titted sow in the mountains and don't come back.
Yesterday I got a lot of small chores done, including resume updates. Later that evening I went to a party, where I left early to meet up with Keith at the Eagle. I was a bit buzzed when Keith mentioned that our last round was bought by someone named Mitzhi. It took me a while ("Who the fuck is 'Mitzhi'?") but when I realized who it was, she must have had her Invisibility Belt in the 'on' position, as I couldn't find her. She slithered up later to chat. Thanks Mitzhi!
Posted by jimbo at August 3, 2003 2:20 PM
Comments
That shit sucks, Jimbo. Glad you're getting out of town with Dreamy Ron; sorry I won't get a chance to see you next weekend. I'll buy Mitzhi a drink in your sted.
Posted by: 'meat at August 3, 2003 3:00 PM
OMG, I didn't know you lived in DC! This place is fucking crazy. I'm dreading my 5:30 p.m. Metro ride to Friendship Heights, I want to diiiiieeeeeee.
Posted by: Toby at August 4, 2003 5:01 PM
OMG. Sorry to hear about that, Jimbo. I guess I should be more careful in our neighborhood. I'm just glad I wasn't walking around/getting groceries/whatever when that happened. :P
Posted by: Ray-Ray at August 5, 2003 12:35 PM
glad you came out unscathed. we dont have that sortathing in newport beach. it's not allowed in the heart of OC. we export all our crime to santa ana.
and for the record, it's called "oc." not "the oc." i wish fox would get a fuckin clue.
Posted by: the mighty jimbo at August 5, 2003 1:49 PM