What About When Bulidings Fall? What About that Midnight Phone Call?

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I actually have a week off from work! Holy shit, what am I gonna do?!

This is my Wednesday/Thursday week (every other week I only work Wednesdays and Thursdays). I needed to take off on Thursday since I'm going to see The Fray, and figured I might as well take off Wednesday and enjoy not having to throw a uniform on for a whole week.

I got up at an ungodly early hour this morning, which I suppose is good since when I do go back to work, it's on the day shift. I figure I'll make good use of the time. When I'm finished writing this, I'll take the trash out and then washing my dirtier-than-shit Jeep. I'm still trying to figure out how something that sits in my driveway a majority of the time can get so dirty. Oh well.

Murphy has a vet appointment this morning. He managed to rip off his du claw on his right leg last week. And he couldn't do it during "normal business hours," of course not. So he had to go the emergency vet. Fortunately they didn't rape my wallet like I expected they would. Today he just gets a follow-up with the normal vet to make sure everything is good. It looks fine, so I don't anticipate any issues. It's hard to believe that I've only had him 2 months now. Feels like he's been around a lot longer than that. Big dogs rock!

I'm still a little shorthanded at work. My guy that was involved in the Memorial Day shooting is still on administrative leave. All we're waiting on now if for the Grand Jury to clear him. I'm told that the State's Attorney's Office will probably present the case to the GJ this week, and we hope to have him restored to full duty by the end of the week. Of course, I find it ironic that he'll be back to work in time to go on vacation. He's scheduled to be off for about 2 1/2 weeks in July. Lucky bastard gets the better part of two months off. But he's a good guy and we can't wait to have him back out on the road. I know he's anxious to get back out, too.

The Washington Capitals unveiled their new uniforms last Friday. I gotta say, they look pretty cool. I wasn't sure what to expect. I knew they were going to go for a more "old school" look. They pulled that off and still managed to keep a modern look about them. I'm sure I'll be ordering mine pretty soon. The free agent market opens up soon. I can't wait to see who's going where. More importantly, I can't wait to see who the Caps pick up.

That's it for today, chums. Before I forget, Kim, you need to 'splain the whole hospital thing. I hope all is well.

Move Along, Move Along Just To Make It Through

I was painfully reminded over the past couple of days just how much I despise working the day shift. Getting out of bed at 3:30AM has never been my forte, and having to deal with a seemingly endless parade of brain-dead idiots all day long doesn't make it any better. Thankfully I'm off today.

The past week has been crazy with a capital "C." On the morning of Memorial Day one of my officers shot someone. I'm not going to get into great deal about it right now, because the State's Attorney's Office still hasn't given it their blessing yet (although I expect they will any day now), but there's no doubt in my mind that my officer was completely right to shoot. The person he shot isn't dead (nor is he expected to die), so that's always a plus, but there's still a ton of hoops you have to jump through when you cap someone in the line o' duty. Another one of my guys is shipping off to Iraq this week. He's been on leave for the past couple of weeks to have time with his family, etc. before he goes. So raise your glasses tonight to my friend, Larry. Get back soon and safe, buddy.

Today should be fairly relaxing. Nice weather and not a whole lot to do around here. I need to run out to pick up my dry cleaning in a bit. I'll take Murphy with me since he loves car rides and since I've been working the past two days, he hasn't had much time to spend with Dad. Tonight I'll trek out to Kent Island for a going away party for another guy I know. He's in the Royal Navy and has been stationed at Ft. Meade for the past three years. His tour here is over and it's time for him to head back over to England. Should be a good time. Only thing that really sucks about going to this party tonight is that I'll miss watching the hockey game. The Stanley Cup could very well be awarded tonight. Part of me is hoping that Ottawa wins tonight to force a game six, so I can watch all the action. But I'd like to see Anaheim win it. They've played great and have most definitely earned it.

Anyhow, I'm going to hit the shower and hit the road. Ciao.