Maybe I Should Go Work For the Power Company...

Two interesting stories told in passing. We find an abandoned power truck in a neighborhood that is still without lights. While we're looking for the driver he comes walking out of the darkness. Turns out, one of the neighborhood ladies offered him sex to turn their power back on and sure as hell, he accepted. Damn!!!!!!!

One of my wife's friends did the same thing. Except the power guy declined. So, just how are men supposed to get their power back on? Just kidding.

Saturday, September 27, 2008

We ate dinner at a new BBQ place. It was pretty good. Plus it helped that the hostesses and the waitresses were HOT!!!! Anyhow, an interesting conversation popped up. One officer told of how his teenage daughter got a job. All of us drifted back to our first jobs. One officer talked about how his father was a pipe fitter and was upset that he became a cop. The reason being he had a bad experience with police a long time ago. Well, in rural east Texas, in the old days, if one mouthed off to a cop, he got his ass whooped and that is what happened. Another officer said he started off mowing lawns, then became a sacker at a grocery store. That is where I started. At 16 I got a job at local grocery store bagging groceries. It was there I developed the theory that if everybody had to spend at least two years working a job serving the public then it would make most people polite, humble, and respectful towards others. There is nothing like serving the public. You meet good people, you meet great people, and you meet people who aren't worth the air they breathe and whose parents really should have been sterilized. From the time I was 16, to the time I was 24, I worked in grocery stores either bagging groceries or tending a cash register. Then I became a cop. One hell of a resume. Later on today another officer has to arrest a fireman. He wasn't too thrilled about it, but you can't treat him different because he is a fireman. I had to call that fire department and notify a captain. That wasn't fun.

"Captain ****** I'm just notifying you we have one of your firemen under arrest."

"Aww damn!"

"I know sir, this isn't the phone call you want to get."

"Yep, but I appreciate you letting us know."

Friday, September 26, 2008

Slow day until later in the evening when calls starting coming in one after another. I ran a call at a nursing home. Turns out it was a medical call. There was a really pretty EMT there, but I kept professional and said a polite 'hello.' She ignored me. How do you like that? After that ran a call where a woman hit her husband. Okay, all the elements are here for a warrant on her. She wasn't there when I got there so I called her. She admitted she hit him and told me why. She said he used her to get into the country and become a citizen. She also tells me he would hit on her and her kids. Since she admitted to hitting him already why would she start lying now? Well, technically she did assault her husband in this case. Yet, if what she says is true then she is upset and her emotions got the best of her. Plus, with illegal immigrants, spousal abuse is very common (something La Raza or LULAC will never admit to). So, I decided to let our family violence detectives work with this one. I just didn't feel right filing a warrant on her this night.

Kudos to Mansfield PD

I read this story in the Houston chronicle about police from Mansfield helping out Houston police in their patrol duties. The officers in the picture are riding in south west Houston. I wonder if these guys have dealt with drug dealers on the scale HPD has. I wonder if they've dealt with the cross dressing prostitutes that litter that part of town. Anyway, God bless them for helping out and helping HPD patrol the streets. The city of Houston ought to be a little embarrassed about being the largest city in Texas and not having enough manpower to patrol its streets even without a hurricane.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

I was just damn tired today. Even though we're back on normal shifts I felt like a zombie. Needless to say I was also impatient although I tried to hide it. We get a call from an off duty detective to meet him a residence. He says someone is inside it. I recognize the name of the detective. We've butted heads with him before. We're told someone is in a house and we're needed to check it. Okay, fine. I get there and I recognize this house. It belongs to a woman who doesn't like us too much. She's a drunk, and a pill popper. Her husband was killed a few years back. One evening we had a call of a drunk driver. The license plate comes back to that house. In fact, I found the vehicle, but the drunk driver made it back to this house and was inside. The person who saw her driving was long gone. The woman comes running up to us yelling not to shoot her dogs. I yell at her to get the hell out of my way and to back off. In my mood, I'm not hearing it. The house turns up clean (well except for the massive turd in the toilet that was left unflushed). The detective says this is his girlfriend's house. I shake my head. So this self-absorbed detective is dating a drunk, pill popper. Oh well, it's not any of my business. Whoa be unto him if I do arrest his girl for driving drunk and he gets in my way.

HPD Officer Shoots Armed Kidnapper-Rescues Child

Houston Police Officer C. Sellers deserves huge kudos for his heroic actions. I'm sure he didn't want to have to shoot a kidnapper but he had no choice. The story is buried under an article about police making fewer arrests during power outages. Well duh! During disasters police usually only make arrests if they absolutely have to. When digging through the article we see this;

"A Houston police officer's fatal shooting of a kidnapping suspect last week also received scant public attention in the aftermath of the storm. Police on Wednesday were patrolling an apartment complex in the 5300 block of Hershe when officers heard a child screaming for help, HPD officials said.

Officer C. Sellers ran toward the sound. Turning a corner, he spotted Patrick Dante Mathis, 29, wielding a shotgun and dragging an 11-year-old boy behind him.

There was no relationship between Mathis and the boy, police said.

"He was just in the apartment complex and the guy grabbed him," said HPD officer Gabe Ortiz.

Sellers, assigned to HPD's northeast patrol division, ordered Mathis to drop the weapon and release the boy. He refused, police said, and began to raise the shotgun barrel to the child's head.

Sellers then fired, fatally striking Mathis. The child was not harmed. The case remains under investigation by Houston police and the Harris County District Attorney's Office.

Police have not determined the motive for the fatal shooting of a man in southeast Houston, hours after Hurricane Ike made landfall in Galveston."

Good job Officer Sellers. I know the media won't do it, but the public thanks you. Like my headline? That's the gist of the story. However had a hurricane not hit, it would have been something like 'officer shoots man holding child.' I hate the media.

Monday, September 22, 2008

It's an oven at the station. It's well over 90 degrees in there. Wearing a vest, oh hell no. I check up on some paperwork and I'm out of there. I imagine I'll do the same thing again today. I made another traffic stop at the same dead light. This time, a young girl almost 't-boned' an Impala. When I stopped her, she was terrified, and embarrassed. She knew what she did and she felt stupid for it. I felt it was genuine so I let her go. I saw no reason to write her a ticket. After all, nobody got hit, so it's all good.

A strange call came in. A woman picked up a guy in her neighborhood and drove him around. He masturbated in her car. She said she was scared to tell him to get out. She says she "kinda" knows him, but knows where he lived where we arrested him. He also had marijuana in his pocket. I suspect there is more to the story like she was going to buy some weed from him (or vice versa) and he decided to "crank one off."

In another call, a drunk kid was speeding through his neighborhood. He hit a truck, a parked trailer, and flew by a school bus (yes this is the early afternoon) unloading kids. Thank God he didn't hit any of them. He was a tall kid too, about 6' 07. One look at him and I said (in front of his parents too) "damn, he tore up from the floor up! It's been a long time since I've seen anyone this messed up!" I hope he sobered up on the jail floor realizing what a fool me made of himself and how much he embarrassed his parents.