Po-Po
I burned all of my police karma this weekend.
On Monday I went to a friends house in Johnson county for some independence merriment. We got out the lawn chairs, the hose, a fire extinguisher, and setup shop in the middle of a cul-de-sac. Plenty of open asphalt for our little display. I do mean little. Compared to the thousand dollar explosion we did on Saturday, this is the barest pop. A couple of jumping jacks and tanks later the sheriff roles up. Turns out that Johnson County has outlawed all fireworks. The neighbors apparently don't enjoy their, or our, independence. The sheriff was very nice about it, but it ended our fun. Drinking was the only celebration left.
The very next day, we went to Manhattan to enjoy our 3rd celebration of America's birthday. Since it was the actual 4th of July the police were out in force. I drove impeccably. I gave no reason for the cops to even look my direction.
Once in Manhattan I was driving 40 in a 40. Construction closed my lane ahead of me. I check my blind spot and discovered a truck just sitting there. I accelerate and pull in front of him. Lights and sirens. "I clocked you going 51 in a 40. Is there a reason for your hurry today?" Thankfully, the nice lady saw that I did not flaunt the law, but just applied the gas instead of the break. I received a verbal warning. Thank God, because 11 over in a construction zone is no joke.
On Monday I went to a friends house in Johnson county for some independence merriment. We got out the lawn chairs, the hose, a fire extinguisher, and setup shop in the middle of a cul-de-sac. Plenty of open asphalt for our little display. I do mean little. Compared to the thousand dollar explosion we did on Saturday, this is the barest pop. A couple of jumping jacks and tanks later the sheriff roles up. Turns out that Johnson County has outlawed all fireworks. The neighbors apparently don't enjoy their, or our, independence. The sheriff was very nice about it, but it ended our fun. Drinking was the only celebration left.
The very next day, we went to Manhattan to enjoy our 3rd celebration of America's birthday. Since it was the actual 4th of July the police were out in force. I drove impeccably. I gave no reason for the cops to even look my direction.
Once in Manhattan I was driving 40 in a 40. Construction closed my lane ahead of me. I check my blind spot and discovered a truck just sitting there. I accelerate and pull in front of him. Lights and sirens. "I clocked you going 51 in a 40. Is there a reason for your hurry today?" Thankfully, the nice lady saw that I did not flaunt the law, but just applied the gas instead of the break. I received a verbal warning. Thank God, because 11 over in a construction zone is no joke.
posted by mattjustmull | 4:36 PM | permalink
3 Comments:
Thousand dollar explosion? Please tell me you did not spend a grand on fireworks....
Seriously. $1000 is a lot of money.
Also, I wish we had better luck with cops. Matt got a speeding ticket on his way to the rehearsal the night before our wedding. I totally don't think that that cop should have done that. When Matt pulle dover to the side, he thought the cop was gonna go around him and pull over the hummer that was going like 25 mph faster than Matt...but no.
Aye, it's a group of about 10 families that chip in. The grand total is easily $1000 worth of fireworks. It's fun setting 4 or 5 mortar's off at once.
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