my first exciting incident with the law on the trail...

i haven't even hit the road yet, and i'm already having fun. i went over to my ex's place to use her camera to take some pix of the papermobile. that's what the rustmonster is being upgraded to: the papermobile.

anyhoo, i saw some renters (it's a condo complex) across the yard. they were scoping me out, and i thought i heard somebody say something about whether or not i live there. turns out i don't, but do still have keys. i don't much care what these yokels think, especially since they always clog the visitor spaces like assholes (classic tragedy of the commons...). But regardless of who, somebody called five-oh.

the cops roll up, and i start laughing. not at the cops, but that somebody actually called. so as dude was rolling down his window, i'm laughing and saying "somebody actually called?" so he runs through the q and a, till he's happy that i'm not illegal or threatening or whatever. then he tells me to 'carry on.'

i'll post the pix soon. i wish i had asked the officer(s) to take a pic of me and the car. i would have liked to ask if i could take their pix, but that might have been pushing it...