Blue pills and Baggies...

cbrchick · 04-10-2009, 09:46 AM

So I am hanging on the couch the other day when my husband comes inside after sweeping up crap from the winter's thaw.

I live off a main road. It's an interesting area. There's half a million dollar houses mixed in with crack houses around here. We've never had an issue, and from taking care of millions of people in this city and chatting with the police at work, it's all the same no matter where you live.

Anyway, some interesting people and things pass by our house on their way to where ever.

My husband comes up stairs with a guessing game. He's holding two empty packages in his hand.

One is a small baggie used for drugs of some description. The other is an empty blister pack for Viagra.

Neither belong to him/us. We're thinking it might be from some off the peeps that moved outta this large, old duplex a few houses down. It coulda just blown down the street/outta someone's window.

I love my view. I'm close to everything. I can take the dog to a million parks within a 10 minute drive. Work is 5 mins away.

But sometimes I think suburbia is where it's at.

04-10-2009, 09:46 AM	#1
cbrchick Canyon Carver Join Date: Nov 2008 Location: Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada Moto: Honda CBR 600, Yamaha Zuma 50, Suzuki SV1000 Posts: 395	Blue pills and Baggies... So I am hanging on the couch the other day when my husband comes inside after sweeping up crap from the winter's thaw. I live off a main road. It's an interesting area. There's half a million dollar houses mixed in with crack houses around here. We've never had an issue, and from taking care of millions of people in this city and chatting with the police at work, it's all the same no matter where you live. Anyway, some interesting people and things pass by our house on their way to where ever. My husband comes up stairs with a guessing game. He's holding two empty packages in his hand. One is a small baggie used for drugs of some description. The other is an empty blister pack for Viagra. Neither belong to him/us. We're thinking it might be from some off the peeps that moved outta this large, old duplex a few houses down. It coulda just blown down the street/outta someone's window. I love my view. I'm close to everything. I can take the dog to a million parks within a 10 minute drive. Work is 5 mins away. But sometimes I think suburbia is where it's at.