Theft of services.

So, yesterday two giant black bags of garbage showed up in my trash can out back. I honestly thought nothing of it, having used other's garbage cans near and convenient to me from time to time myself. This morning, I go down to take out my garbage. Unfortunately, what I find is two additional big black bags full of household waste, mostly kitchen stuff apparently, not placed in my downstairs neighbors can right next to mine, but on the ground next to my own instead.

Perhaps it was being called "faggot" by the roving gang of interracial youngsters jay walking behind me yesterday from the Ridgley building to Verizon Center; suffice to say, I think someone might be trying to send me some sort of message.

At any rate, I did call the police. They told me it was theft of services. I called the landlady, at her home number, where I tried to leave a message but couldn't. I called her on her cell phone, and while leaving her a message, she called me back. I told her that I had called the police; and while I was on the phone with her the police called and left a message for me. I arrived a few minutes ago at Veterans Memorial place, where I believe several folks are showing up for a Lugia raid. Time to attend to that, for now. But yes, as always, I share everything.

Very sincerely yours,

the king of TMI,

John Martin West