The Break In

So a few days ago, I went with Fullmer to the firing range to shoot some pistols and handguns. I was able to shoot his .357, 9mm, and Colt 45. It was a really good time, first time I had ever shot before. After dinner with him and Dalene (tried the Sam Adams Cherry Wheat beer, I liked it, but Paul didn't. Maybe it had a little too much cherry flavoring...), Paul took me back to my place (the Buddens).

Earlier in the evening, Blake, Brett and Blair's younger brother, had stopped by the house to pick up Blair's car. Well, unfortunately, he locked the wrong lock to the house, the one that I didn't have a key to. So I had to figure out how to get in. After trying various ways, none being successful, I went around to check all the windows of their house, hoping that one would be unlocked and I'd crawl in. Mind you, it's about midnight at this point in the night.

So I get to the windows at the front of the house, facing the street, and, low and behold, the first one I get to is unlocked! Score! Now, these windows are huge windows facing the street, I'd say 8' high by 4' across, and they sit about 7 1/2 to 8' high (I had to claim a railing to be able to access the window). So here I am, I've just climbed this outer railing in front of the window, I've pulled the window up, I have my right arm and leg inside the house while the rest of my body not quite in, and uh oh, trouble comes around the corner. Just my luck that the Tulane police suburban turns down my street and is heading straight for me. I was so shocked that I just froze. I didn't even want to start thinking of the possibilities. What if they stopped me? I don't have any proof that I live here. This is clearly breaking and entering. Frozen with panic, I stand motionless, in the window with half my body inside and half out as the cop driving about 10 mph....drives right past me!

WHAT!?!?! What if I didn't live there and I was actually breaking and entering? Thanks Tulane police department for being so alert and cognizant of your surroundings! Ah well, I guess I should just be thankful that I avoided a much more complicated mess...