Sunday, July 17, 2011


So, I'm not sure when I moved to the ghetto, but apparently I have because last night?  There was a shooting across the street from my house.  Yes.  A shooting.  One man killed, two others injured.  ACROSS THE STREET FROM MY HOUSE.

I think we need to move.


  1. Well, it is a little better because it was at Taco Bell and not at a house. You can just know that ghetto people go to Taco Bell. Although, why weren't they at Los Albertos is my question? Or in Pueblo?

  2. Sometimes I worry that we are in the ghetto because I think it's necessary to lock the car on my driveway. If you're in a nice neighborhood, you wouldn't have to do that! But our friends in Highlands Ranch (so, niiiiice) got their car broken into on their driveway. So don't get disheartened... bad (and good) things happen no matter what location you're in. Also, remember that a house in mom and dad's neighborhood was a drug lab?? I rest my case.

  3. You have done an excellent job of research and writing.

  4. Oh that's no good. I used to live in the ghetto, but the worst I had to deal with were drunken homeless people and orange vested community servicers. And I didn't have kids either...


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