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The Disclosure of Lt. Randy Disher

Feb. 18th, 2005 01:30 pm The point of distraction

Um, well, since I can't talk about work anymore, I figured I may as well talk about a couple of other things that have been happening...

Like my Mom. I love my Mom, even if she's weird. Like once, she married this guy that turned out to be a murderer -- even though she didn't know he was a murderer, so it's not really her fault. But Monk and Sharona were able to sort out what was really going on and I was able to get down there and make sure she was okay, so that's good, you know. I called her yesterday, and she was asking about both of you guys. So Adrian, Sharona, my Mom says hi.

Only saw like the first half of Anchorman last night. Whatever. It's a five-day rental.

Starting to decide which Giants games I want tickets to ... erm, you never know on my work schedule. Justice never sleeps, and all those superhero-y platitudes, you know?

Yeah, my life must sound so exciting. Maybe I'll take up another hobby. Like rock climbing. No, wait, I'm afraid of heights. Eh, I'll think of something.


Current Mood: boredbored
Current Music: Crash and Burn - Savage Garden

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Feb. 17th, 2005 11:09 am Making progress ... sort of

I think I spoke too soon. The Landell homicide officially became a "red ball" right around the time I finished my lunch. Those are the really big cases, you know, that everyone in the department helps with because they're horribly important. Apparently our victim was the friend of a Congressman. When politics and crime mix ... it just gets ugly.

Captain Stottlemeyer's back at the office and I'm not even sure he's even really like, left his office. He's in there right now on the phone with somebody and he doesn't sound happy. Wonder who he's talking to? As for me, I'm happy that Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy was a five-day rental. Because I actually do want to see it at some point. But then again I guess I wouldn't have rented it in the first place, right?

So anyway, this case turned out to be way bigger than we thought. Autopsy results came in just a little while ago, and we really don't have any suspects, but we'll find something. That's what we're here for.

I'm tempted to ask Monk if Sharona really is coming back... but no. Crime first, personal stuff later. And it's not like it's that important. I should call my Mom, too. So I should probably get off of here and get cracking.


Current Mood: curiouscurious
Current Music: Captain Stottlemeyer on the phone

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Feb. 16th, 2005 02:47 pm First post!

Lunch breaks are a beautiful thing.

There are so many things I could talk about ... being a cop is the big one, I guess. It's so much of what I am. I always wanted to be a cop growing up. Ask my mom. Actually, don't - she'll probably just try to find embarrassing photos of my Halloween costumes or something. But anyway - I love my job. I get to be the good guy. I get to save the day. I don't get the glory or the girl, but you can't have everything, right? The important thing is, when people need help, I get to be there and help them. Almost kinda like a superhero, but without any cool superpowers.

Things have been slower than usual, though. I mean, we're Crimes Against Persons. We don't get cats stuck in trees or domestic disputes or stuff like that. If the big stuff happened every day, it wouldn't be the big stuff. Captain Stottlemeyer's spending more time with his kids, even, which is great for him, unless Karen's in a nagging mood or something. As for me, I've become well-acquainted with the pair of teenagers who run the counter at my neighborhood Blockbuster and the control of my PlayStation 2. I always want to be doing something. You never know when something big could happen and then...

...I wish something big would happen.

I hear, maybe, possibly, that Sharona's coming back to San Francisco. That would be awesome. I actually miss her, which is weird ... or not so weird, I guess. Now that would be something big around here.

Only eight minutes left in my lunch, and I need more caffeine. Plus, Captain Stottlemeyer's looking at me weird again. Wonder what he wants now.


Current Mood: cheerfulcheerful
Current Music: bullpen noise

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