Wednesday, December 1, 2010

This is Not The Good Junk-in-the-Trunk Kind of Ghetto Folks!

Yeah, so a 64 year old woman was stabbed right across the street from my house yesterday!!


Between that and a friend's car getting broken into over the weekend, I officially live in the ghetto people.


Luckily my friend and his dog were over last night to protect me from the murderer on the loose. Isn't Gus adorable??? He's my new boyfriend.






And yes Lindee, being the annoying nosey neighbor I am, we went to investigate.


At midnight.


Of course.






We got nothing, all I got were these lousy pics. If you haven't heard, it was the stabbing of the Jazz owner's mother-in-law.


Video Courtesy of KSL.com




Isn't that awful?? I mean, that is someone's mother! Someone's grandma! I can't imagine that happening to someone in my family.


When tragedy like this happens so close to where you live, it freaks you out a bit, at least for normal people. I however just am not freaked out at all. Is that weird? I have a problem with worrying, I just don't worry enough.


Sometimes that can be taken the wrong way, like I just don't care. I do care, I just don't like to let things like that get to me.


Am I heartless? Anyone else have a problem with not worrying enough?

8 comments:

Rebecca Jo said...

Well, the bible says, "What good is worrying - it doesnt add a single moment to your life" - so there you go! :)

I had to laugh - I can totally see you out with your camera while all this is going on!!!!

Um... can I have Gus?

Kristina P. said...

I read about that! How scary. Wow.

Bird Shit and Baby Caca said...

My sister had a stabbing outside her apartment a few months ago and she wasn't at all fazed by it. I actually watched it happend and it didn't bother me too much...they lived.

Kasey said...

I think it's good you're not worrying about it. Don't worry, be happy......

Brian Miller said...

keeps life interesting eh?

Karin Katherine said...

You know how I was going to come visit you? Yeah, don't worry about getting your guest room set up.

Gesh! Who knew you lived in the ghetto?!

Hernandez Family said...

I heard about that watching the Jazz game. I didn't know it was across the street from where you live!

I live in the ghetto too. Graffiti, robbery, drug deals. . .

AmyLK said...

Wow! Wish I had that kinda excitement sound here! Better ghetto than marshland!