Another ordinary day.

A few years ago I was a happy and constant reader of The Arcata Eye Police Log, but I somehow got out of the habit. A dinnertime discussion of small town police blotters caused me to go look it up and see if it was still as much fun.

It not only is, but there are now a couple of books collecting them.

Have a taste:

Tuesday, November 23 9:55 a.m. He meant well, that man in brown who quietly opened a G Street back door slightly to slip a shipping receipt inside. Then the burglar alarm went RRRRIIIIINNNNNGGGG!!!!!
1:13 p.m. The gentleman was clad in black leather, the lady in a green dress with black leggings. Thus they suavily spelunked in trash cans on Chestnut Place till a husband asked them to leave.
4:51 p.m. A man in military garb and adorned with a kitty cat on his back was too bothersome to passersby to remain at an F Street shopping center.
5:38 p.m. A baggy-panted man strode out of an I Street cooperative supermarket with foamy goodness he hadn't exactly paid for.
9:24 p.m. Another dumpster delver, couture unspecified, was advised to change careers in Valley West.