Well E and I went to the Cooper Young festival this weekend. It's a big collection of artists, vendors, and bands all vying for your attention so you'll buy their CD or art (if you can consider some of the stuff that) or junk that they have displayed. The weather was beautiful and there were a few interesting things to look at but overall I found that, like my father, I don't enjoy large bustling crowds of people. Not that I'm uncomfortable in them, its just that down here everyone expect you to get out of their way whether they have the right of way or not. Apparently, people here handle crowds just like they would drive. Still it was a good excuse to get out of the house and go do something.
We did have other plans as well after attending the festival, but our attention was diverted to the meth lab bust that was occurring across the street from E's coworker's apartment. So instead of going to E's bosses' party, which would have been a bust in all likelihood due to the large layoff that occurred the day before (luckily E was not one of those people), we pulled out the lawn chairs and watched the cops tote out barrel after barrel of the ingredients for the meth lab. Oh what fun.
Now I'm glad to see that the police are doing their job, but maybe I'm just old fashioned here thinking that E's coworker might be a little off base when saying that where she lives is the safest area in all of Memphis and also the best as well. Now you might say that I'm jumping the gun here with just one bust of that sort but lets put it in a greater context shall we. While we were watching the bust occur other bystanders came to ask what was going on. We, doing our civic duty, informed them, to which they would reply wonderful, which it was. However, a couple people who lived in the area as well responded with "another one?" "Why they just got one last week just down the street." So apparently this great area is rich with meth labs, which, if you know anything about meth labs, are prone to explosions and leaking wonderful neurotoxins into the air when they do. Also E's coworker also readily admits that there's hookers walking the street on a regular basis.
Hmm... Great neighborhood, well that's in the eye of the beholder. I won't argue that mid town has tons of culture and it's a good place to "hang out", but live? Sorry, but meth labs and hookers would not encourage me to relocate to that area when we sell this house.
Monday, September 17, 2007
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