2:26 p.m. Another cannabis-based argument bubbled like a bong amplified a hundred times at 17th and G streets.
10:22 a.m. A man in a Valley West parking lot wearing a knife in his belt attempted a bold, innovative and completely ineffectual method for getting a ride to Trinidad to get his backpack and motorcycle. This involved threatening to get a gun and shoot people. His snitty threatdown ended quickly, and he vanished.
2:47 p.m. Perhaps excited out of their wits at the thought of baking pans and five-cent lamps, people left their cars in no-parking zones en route to a garage sale.
10:17 p.m. A slacker debauch on Sixth Street was sullied by various forms of licentious abandon, including people talking loudly and either “drums or drumming.”
He’s not particular as to their condition. New, well-loved, distressed… as long as it’s a lava lamp, or part of one, he’ll take it. Sometimes newfound bits and pieces can be adapted to incomplete units, making them whole again.
1:33 p.m. “I’m going to take Dillard,” reads the only unredacted portion of a dispatcher log entry regarding a public drunkenness arrest on the Plaza.
1:12 p.m. A bomb threat phoned in to the high school was quickly traced to Bradford, Vermont, where a cell tower had been pinged.
3:38 p.m. Two neighbors have a turbulent relationship marked by alleged sexual misconduct, violence and timely yard maintenance.
• Saturday, April 29 12:55 a.m. Using available materials, anti-random parked truck activists attacked a silver pickup with a shell at an F Street laundromat. After launching a bottle at the truck, the three men joined urinary forces to top off the gas tank.
• Thursday, April 28 9:21 a.m. iPods left in unlocked vehicles on Ross Street are no different from succulent, shiny gizmos in any unsecured car anywhere – they yearn to roam free, and just can’t be contained.