So you will never guess where I just came from. Well, I was just standing outside my house in my skivvies. Why? You ask. It is a combination of my neurotic nature and modern technology. The house alarm went off, just after I had fallen in to my REM cycle and I nearly fainted, which wouldn't have been dramatic at all seeing as I was already lying down. Keep in mind this alarm in insanely loud, I think they are trying to scare off the bad guys, but I am not sure. So obviously I panic. I was so nervous I almost bust out my window because I was too scared to go into the hallway, clearly I am no good in these types of situations. Meanwhile, I realize I am way under dressed to be in public and now I have a whole other set of problems, so I grab my gnarly pink fluffy robe and sandals and book it down the hall to the garage door armed with my blackberry, I was ready to bludgeon any intruder to death.
Now you ask, what did you do next? Check the premises? Heck no! I got in my car and left. Keep in mind, I am in my underwear, a pink furry robe and my retainer. Where was I planning on going? Once I came to that same realization I went back to my house and idled in front of the place. Next thing I know two cop cars are casing the joint. So, no one was in my house, It was just a false alarm and the price I pay for a sense of security!
The reason I am bloging about this incident is threefold. 1. I cannot fall back asleep, so I might as well be productive. 2. It is pretty hilarious. 3. Even though I had just been robbed weeks earlier, which really sucked. I didn’t even think about taking any stuff with me. In fact, the one thing I did take was my ridiculous pink fluffy robe that I received as a gift that I only took with so I wouldn’t be naked. Basically when in a state of panic whether or not it was justified all you really want is any shirt on your back, even if it is an ugly pink robe. Good night!
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