More fun with police scanners...
Not only are they good for coordinating law enforcement and rescue
efforts, they keep you up-to-date on the gossip, too!
Man 1: "Did you know he got married?"
Man 2: "Yep, one in the oven."
A journal born in May of 2004, originally devoted to my summer in Spain and Italy. Now, a little about Spain, a little about Italy, and a lot about my daily life, which is somewhat less exciting than Spain and Italy. I hope you enjoy your visit.
4 Comments:
Scanners rock! As the old man was a firefighter, I was raised with 24/7 scanner coverage of the Kendallville, Indiana greater metropolitan area. We had the LED flashing shelf unit in the living room, a desk top unit in the master bedroom, and the not much smaller 70s technology "portable" which was mounted to dad via belt clip. For trips outside of the home audio radius, there was the dash mount in the station wagon, and dad's portable of course. I think the Noble County dispatchers were a voice of comfort to my younger brother, a soothing voice wrapped in calming static.
Typical dinner conversation:
Mom: "Where's your dad?"
Me: "He went on a 10-19"
Sister: "I thought that was a 14?"
Me: "No, that was Avilla"
Mom: "Well, I hope they get the 7 or his food will be cold when he eats."
Hi MFC! Love YFC.
Welcome back, Ang. I'd almost given up on you.
Just back from a Hash weekend in Asturias, me is. Those people in green Spain sure eat a lot. They eat well, to.
Been driving for 7 hours. Suffering from a cold. Going to bed. Apologize for the lack of pronouns.
I hope you'll be posting more in the future. Blogland is so full of shitty writers. I hate to see the good ones fall away.
Bueno, chica. Hasta pronto.
Sal
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J, My favorite cousin! That is hilarious... I can just see you all having that conversation.
Sal, my most faithful reader I've never met. :) More blogging to come, don't worry. Damn day job gets in the way.
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