My guess is they got a lot of crap for them not going to Washington, D.C. Now I would rather these a-holes would stay in Philadelphia and not soil the White House.I'm not sure if they will go to D.C., but I'd rather they stay home... forever. P.S. -
I will never have to do another Eagles parade, or be one of the guys trying to push past us after an Eagles game.Thank the good Lord.
As alleged in an arrest affidavit, Nicolas Barcet, 56, admitted chasing his child around their Florida home before “grabbing the victim against his will.” Barcet then picked up the boy and carried him to the child’s bedroom.“The defendant held the victim down as he utilized tape to tie up” the child “from his shoulders down to his feet,” investigators allege. While this was occurring, Barcet’s wife Alix, 45, looked on and did not intercede.
The boy, who was left alone in his room, told cops he yelled for help and “attempted to stand up despite not being able to move due to the tape.” While trying to get up, the child fell on his face, “splitting his chin open.”When the boy’s parents later found him “bleeding on the bedroom floor,” Nicolas Barcet told cops he “performed first aid to get the bleeding to stop.” The couple did not call emergency services or bring their son “to a medical facility to have the laceration properly checked and closed.”
Maybe it's just me, but these parents need to be taped to railroad tracks.You two are complete scum.
Our betters told my squad that we were going to be out during the Super Bowl. It was fantastic, sitting outside in 25 degrees simply walking around, hoping we could get warm.My group was supposed to be in front of City Hall, until a female captain told us to ignore City Hall and leave City Hall unprotected. The captain told us that we should be doing crowd control. That's nowhere near what we would be doing there, because we were in plain clothes. We all have firearms, but nothing else. I assumed they thought we'd start fighting against the crowd.
We were on the line for twelve hours. They did allow us to get some food because the FOP gave us literally nothing.We made it through the Super Bowl, and at first we were told we would not be going to the Eagles Parade. Then the evening before the parade, we were told we were working the parade.
So now a lot of us were pissed. I was still really sick from the Super Bowl, but I dragged myself to work at 5:45am, and I told the supervisors that I could do a little bit, since I was running with a 102 fever.The last out detectives all said,
"Why are you here? You're top dog in your squad."I think my supervisor must have heard the last out guys, and called me over to him. He looked at me and said, "Go home." I said, "I can hack it." The supervisor ignored it and said, "Go home."
I went home, laid in bed for much of the day, since I hadn't been able to get real sleep for three days. I appreciated the gesture, and it was nice of him.Oh, while I'm here, there was a sighting of everyone's favorite detective. I was walking out of the division as he was walking in. I walked past him, and asks me, "Where are you going?"
I said, the supervisor sent me home. I am running a 102 fever.As if I was faking it.
I should be good to go by Tuesday or Wednesday, since I'm sure my coworkers must be annoyed by my constant sneezing and coughing.
On Sunday afternoon, my squad were assigned to Philadelphia's City Hall. You'd think that would be a good gig, but it's Philadelphia, arguably the worst city in America.I arrvied at 2pm, although we weren't supposed to arrive at 4pm. I wanted to get a parking spot where my car wouldn't be destroyed. You see, I was promoted in 2005, and every single time some jackass sports team in Philadelphia came close to a championship, my squad was always - ALWAYS - the ones that had to go to these "celebrations" and we were always the ones who got injured or were the ones that drunken girls claimed we assaulted them.
We were stationed at City Hall - it was a 12 hour shift - 4pm through 4am. We were supposed to secure the Mariott Hotel, the Masonic Temple, and City Hall. It was a pretty good gig. Well, until a female captain decided we needed to leave our location and go into the anarchy.The officers were supposed to be doing the grunt work, and we would process those who were arrested. The female captain told me to be part of the riot patrol. Since I didn't have a riot helmet, or anything other than my pistol, that wasn't going to do any good.
The captain ordered me to do this, and this happened right when the riots started. Everyone in Philadelphia started walking down every street near City Hall, and it took them about five minutes for us to realize we lost the entire part of City Hall. Hell, these jackasses stole a pole and walked around with it. That was our section, but our betters thought it would be better to leave City Hall.Oh, did I mention the guy who had a giant, well it looked like an M-80, and exploded it a foot away from where I was standing? Yesterday was difficult because I still had ringing in my ears. Shortly after that happened, the jackasses started lighting fireworks and sending them - take a guess - at us.
I have been told that my squad will have to go to the Eagles parade. As always, it's us, and never anyone else.
You see, the Philadelphia football team will be in the Super Bowl, and we have to make sure the animals - yes, they're animals - won't be throwing rocks and bottles at us. Again.This is the usual mayhem, and while you would think the officers would be doing this - since we're detectives - no, we have to go down there for twelve hours. This happens every single time when a sports team gets close to a championship.
The bosses said we needed to be in uniform, which is hilarious because they want us wearing our ties; a great idea for the animals to be choking us with the tie.We were told to bring all our equipment, because it'll likely be very violent whether the football team wins or loses. Here's hoping I only get hit with a few rocks and bottles.
A jet crashed in Philadelphia yesterday. The crash happened less than 3 miles from Northeast Philadelphia Airport, which primarily serves business jets and charter flights.For the record that airport has planes fly over our house all day, every day.
The Learjet 55 quickly disappeared from radar after taking off from the airport at 6:06 p.m. and climbing to an altitude of 1,600 feet (487 meters). It was registered to a company operating as Med Jets, according to the flight tracking website Flight Aware.No one seems how the plane crashed so quickly, or how it happened.
In a post on the social media platform Truth Social, President Donald Trump said: “So sad to see the plane go down in Philadelphia.” “More innocent souls lost,” he added. “Our people are totally engaged.”My neighbor is the Philadelphia Fire Marshal, and was at the site quickly. We're not yet sure how the plane crashed.
Not today.The first extraction seemed okay, but after forty-five minutes, the doctor said there were still cells he had to remove. He started with needles in the nose - not fun - and waited again for another extraction.
The third extraction was the lucky one. All the basal cell cancers were removed, but the other part wasn't much fun.I have stitched straight down the center of my nose, a horizontal line of stitches under my nose, and stitches inside which will eventually go away. In all, I have twenty stitches in my face, and I'm muh uglier than I have ever been.
If it's okay, I'm going to relax at home for the next few days.
This would be my third or fourth procedure, but at least my surgeon is really good at this. I guess I have to continue to cover myself when it's hot outside.The procedure isn't that terrible, and I get a day away from work on Wednesday so I can heal. Wish me luck.
He was getting really stressed out, and is likely going to ask his coach if he could stop vaulting. It's a shame because he really liked it, but I think he realized it wasn't for him.Kevin told the missus that he was getting really stressed, and he wanted to make running his primary sport. He will run indoor and outdoor track and focus on cross-country.
I'm glad he told us, and his coach will be fine with it. His vault coach really liked Kevin, and he did his best to get Kevin ready. His head coach and vault coach are great people, but I think Kevin would rather lose vault than running.I think Kevin will realize that running is his real passion.
He was in a meet on Friday, and missed his personal record by one second. He still can run like the wind.I'm glad he made the decision. He was the only male pole vaulter at his school, and he always tried to do his best. I'm so proud of him.
P.S. - It appears I won't be able to see Kevin in indoor races this year beause of my schedule and the fact we are not allowed to take days off if the POS Eagles make it to the Super Bowl.P.P.S. - Kevin will continue practicing pole vault, and decide if he will do so in outdoor track.
Oh, Kevin also got his photo on January 9th's track meet at the University of Pennsylvania.
My therapy went great. My knee is much better now, and it only took a month to get my leg moving like butter. Speaking of moving, I finished 2024 with 893.54 kilometers between walking, jogging, running, and cycling. I wanted to make it to 1,024, but the therapy cut me short for that.Kids are still doing well. I cannot wait to leave this job. And I really want to do something else from here on out.
Hopefully you are all well, and I an trying to get more posts up as often as possible.May God bless you all.
