Quiet morning, dogs, fresh juice and a good book.
At 10:00 AM, my cousin posts that the news this morning is so bad she already feels the need for a drink. Then my aunt responds with: "Cheeto Von Tweeto! Stupeedo Bandido!"
"Should I turn the television on and see what "Cheeto Von Tweeto" is up to?" We play Paper, Rock, Scissors to see if we should!
My Paper beat the dogs' Rocks, so I won! We didn't turn the television on. (Sidenote: When playing R-S-P with pets, always go with Paper! It's almost always a sure thing).
Finished book, finished tea and juice. Decided to check the noon news before jumping in the shower.
What the Hell!
There is a SWAT team, guns drawn, across the street from The Guy's camera shop. The whole Promenade is on lock-down.
F-bomb, f-bomb, f-bomb! Is my husband okay?
I imagine that the staff and customers are hunched behind the counters, safe from flying bullets.
Should I call the store? What if the bad guy/guys are in the store?
I call. Duane answers.
"Hi Duane, this is Toni, is Frank available?"
"He's just finishing up with a customer, can he call you back?"
Very professional. No trace of stress or emergency in his voice.
"No, Duane! I just saw the news about the SWA...."
Professional-Man's voice turns into Jubilant-Adolescent's voice! "Oh man! It was so cool. Frank and I ran out, pulled our phones out to take pictures and Frank says, Hey, let's grab a good camera and do this right!"
Yes, folks. Those two mature men forsook all for a good shot!
Photographers! Men!
Good God, what is wrong with them!
At 10:00 AM, my cousin posts that the news this morning is so bad she already feels the need for a drink. Then my aunt responds with: "Cheeto Von Tweeto! Stupeedo Bandido!"
"Should I turn the television on and see what "Cheeto Von Tweeto" is up to?" We play Paper, Rock, Scissors to see if we should!
My Paper beat the dogs' Rocks, so I won! We didn't turn the television on. (Sidenote: When playing R-S-P with pets, always go with Paper! It's almost always a sure thing).
Finished book, finished tea and juice. Decided to check the noon news before jumping in the shower.
What the Hell!
There is a SWAT team, guns drawn, across the street from The Guy's camera shop. The whole Promenade is on lock-down.
F-bomb, f-bomb, f-bomb! Is my husband okay?
I imagine that the staff and customers are hunched behind the counters, safe from flying bullets.
Should I call the store? What if the bad guy/guys are in the store?
I call. Duane answers.
"Hi Duane, this is Toni, is Frank available?"
"He's just finishing up with a customer, can he call you back?"
Very professional. No trace of stress or emergency in his voice.
"No, Duane! I just saw the news about the SWA...."
Professional-Man's voice turns into Jubilant-Adolescent's voice! "Oh man! It was so cool. Frank and I ran out, pulled our phones out to take pictures and Frank says, Hey, let's grab a good camera and do this right!"
Yes, folks. Those two mature men forsook all for a good shot!
Photographers! Men!
Good God, what is wrong with them!
OMG!!! WTF!! Are they insane? I would have locked the store and hid but with a good witness eye view, of course. Safety first. That meme of Harry Potter is right spot on. So funny.
ReplyDeleteWTF, exactly!
DeleteI probably wouldn't have locked the door just in case one of the SWAT team had to find cover but I certainly would have hid in the furthest, darkest corner!
Oh my gosh...well, thankfully they're okay. Men... And photographers :)
ReplyDelete"Cheeto Von Tweeto" BAHAHAHA First time I hear that one. I like it!
But they aren't okay, they're insane! A crazy man is going to be sleeping in my bed tonight!
DeleteGlad they took it in stride! And weren't in any danger. And I'm with Martha on "Cheeto Von Tweeto!"
ReplyDeleteCheeto Von Tweeto is pretty good. Even the intials, CVT, sounds like a serious disease!
DeleteOops! Sound not sounds!
DeleteDudes!!!
ReplyDeleteI never even saw a fight at school. The first inkling and I was hreading the other direction. Flight syndrome.
DeleteLinda, Never has "Dudes!!!" been more applicable!
DeleteI never have nor ever will understand testosterone. A few years ago, while at a party, a conversation was started about what a bug zapper felt like. The paddle was passed around with only the men wanting to try it. Each one grimaced and yelled out. They were so proud of themselves.
ReplyDeleteNever a dull moment in California, eh?
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh, that's scary. I'm glad hubby is okay. I had a Swat moment back in 2007. I was living in a dicey apartment complex in Montreal. I had a neighbour who was known as a drug dealer. One day coming back from walking the dogs, I was met with a good 6-8 Swat members (Canadian Swat equivalent lol)...in the hallway. One of them made the "be quiet" motion with his finger to his mouth while another one escorted me back to the elevator.
ReplyDeleteWhen I came back an hour later, my neighbour had been arrested trying to jump from one balcony to the other! And he no longer had a functioning door! Scary world. I'll take the Natural world to the human world ANY day! :)