As I pulled up to my favorite park to shoot at, I was overjoyed to see two police cars there. They were clearly just hanging out, and not there to nab any hoodlum style bloggers. Everyday when I pass this park I sigh with frustration as I see, obnoxious teens, homeless men, creepy fishermen, etc. It was just a nice change to feel comfortable wandering into the trees, instead of fumbling for my pepper spray. That’s right, I’m not afraid to mace someone and run. Try me.
It’s F(riend?) the police Wednesday,