The weekly patrol.

I've got my weekly patrol tomorrow (Friday) night, between 10PM and 4 or 5AM. Anything of interest happens, I'll let you guys know. Small town, though; don't expect much. Although, the way I run into people in the oddest places, you never know.

Good luck man. Stay safe.

1/20/12

Patrol. Leave the barn at 10:06PM. Night feels strange from the getgo. Right after getting gas, hear report of multiple fights at Applebee's in parking lot, so head there. Several law vehicles respond as I do. 10:32PM. The fights are over by the time I get there. Spend a few minutes talking with people just arriving and a PD officer, basically letting people know it is safe to go in to eat. Leave at about 10:39PM. There's a bad feeling I can't shake for a long while.

Later, see a car go behind the mall and follow it around to see what it's up to. It parks facing out from the building with its lights on as I pass by. Evidently, I spook whoever is in it, because they leave without my seeing them do so. I wait unnecessarily, and even call PD dispatch about it. (Looking back later, it's a good thing they can't respond to my call, as there isn't anybody there to see anymore.) It's a clown shoes moment, and makes me feel stupid.

Nothing major that I can report here. The bad feeling has its resolution, and turns out related to matters not pertinent to normal patrol.

A good and bad night.

I include the clown shoes moment as a teaching event.

Cool . Any patrol where you learn something (and can show someone else) is a good one.