Friday, March 02, 2012

Pop a shot at my bus stop...

I got a text message from my mom today that read: "On the news they reported bullets fired at NE 33rd and Prescott."

First thought through my head was, "Hey, that's where I catch the bus. The corner with the green house where the creepy kid that watches me from his 2nd story window. Hmmm."



Turns out the bullets may have been intended for that creepy kid. There are bullets through that window tonight. I wonder how the kid is doing? Maybe this means he'll keep his distance from that window. Before tonight, I just thought the household was composed of a grandma and her two underachieving grandsons. The older brother smokes pot out on the side porch in the mornings, while the younger kid peers out the window at people waiting for the bus, often smoking as well.

The Oregonian wrote that the shooting was involved with some rather clumsy sounding hit and runs. This is where the story starts to not make any sense to me. They sound like separate incidents. Why would a 42 year old woman want to shoot a gun into the room of a reclusive 18-19 year old kid? The Oregonian has GOT to get its reporting under a tighter standard.

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