
Hey everybody, i.e., all five of you who still may be monitoring this site for signs of life. It's been awhile, I know. Just keeping a lazy toe in the water here with some recent items gleaned from the Sheriff's Log of my community newspaper, which, in an effort to conceal my precise whereabouts, I shall call the Mootopia Gazette.
Mootopia, by the way, is not the next town over from Spamalot. It is a left wing utopia some forty miles north of San Francisco, where the cows outnumber the citizens thirty-to-one, though they don't go through nearly as much grass, at least on weekends. I should also point out that b.s. runs fairly rampant here, not all of it bovine in origin.
Okay, here goes. Again, let me emphasize that I am not making this stuff up. How could anyone? Crime-wise, as you'll see, it's been a rather busy week.
4/20 -- At 5:05 p.m. a neighbor reported that a woman next door was screaming. The woman told deputies that she was fine, just unloading her frustration that she had no marijuana to smoke.
4/22 -- At 4:22 p.m. an upset caller reported that two men were acting strangely while filming a video. They were wearing a wig and a hat and there were children in the area. Deputies responded.
4/23 -- At 2:20 p.m. a resident called to complain about "chemical trails" that "airplanes have been leaving for 10 years" in the sky immediately above her house. A deputy reported the resident was "very difficult to understand and mumbling."
4/23 -- At 7:40 p.m. deputies received a report of a man with a t-shirt on his head chanting and digging in the dirt with his hands. An officer who responded stated he was "visiting his dog buried there. Not a problem."
4/24 -- At 11:36 p.m. very loud music was reported on Fire Road. Deputies found a large group of adults at the "Spirit House" who were engaged in a psycho-spiritual healing event being conducted by a voice-augmented healing director, and told them to keep the noise down.
4/25 -- At 9:24 p.m. a woman complained about "feeling faint and nauseous" after spending "close to two hours" in a sweat lodge.
4/26 -- At 6:18 a.m. a resident complained that her neighbor's rooster was crowing and keeping her awake. Then at 6:43 a.m., the husband called to say his wife was "acting crazy" and "tearing up the house" because of the rooster. The man later said his wife had calmed down and the deputy advised the two not to call back on the emergency services line. Then at 7:05 p.m. that evening the woman again reported the rooster disturbance, and deputies forwared her complaint to the District Attorney's office for review. A deputy noted however that the neighbor had already given away one rooster to satisfy the resident's concerns. He also noted that the animal was a farm animal and the land was agriculturally zoned.
4/26 -- At 4:34 p.m. a resident stated that a neighbor's Holstein heifer had broken through the fence between his property and an adjoining dairy and was now standing in the spa portion of the resident's swimming pool, apparently unwilling to move.
Um...got chardonnay?


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So good to see your beautiful smiling face again! I'm definitely one of the five who missed you.
Now I have to go change my drawers from laughing so hard. You rock, Laurel!
Truth really is stranger than fiction. I used to read a site like this from a small town in California years ago. Wonder if it's the same one? :)
I don't know if the country is crazier than the city, but it's good to know it's a widespread phenomenon. Of course, you may have more in the way of sweat lodges and spirit houses.
That's the kind of news that will keep newspapers from dying out.
Hurray! You're back! And with a Marin County cow picture. The cows here tend toward redneck attire. We have a Sheriff's Report in Sonora, too. (In tonight's report a naked woman in a field at the top of Old Priest Grade refused to leave.)
Geo & I aspire to some day making the Sheriff's Report ourselves. (Of course, you KNOW those "chemical trails" are being sprayed by the government.) Love the visual of the Holstein in the spa. Who says cows are dumb?
Mootopia, where the 'sixties went to die.
Well, I don't blame her, I wouldn't be willing to move either.
Jim, my experience has been they don't show up unless there's gunfire, and then an hour later to make sure the combatants are dead.
Welcome back to the monkey house, Laurel! Missed you.
Thumbed.
Very funny.
Michael R -- You've become incontinent since we last spoke? Jeeze, it HAS been awhile.
Julie -- As I recall, you live in SERIOUS cow country. I'd like to see what sort of Sheriff calls you get out there.
Emma -- Hmmmm....a website sounds a little high tech for the Gazette; in fact, I think they still communicate via smoke signals much of the time...or at least that's how they explained the large bong in the copy editor's room to the Sheriff
ConnieMack -- I think you may be in the wrong town. Unless those younguns were wearin' tie-dye.
Owl -- Warmer? Tell that to the folks at the May Day nude peace demonstration. I'm certain next week's Sheriff's calls will include several reports of hypothermia.
L&P -- I think you could move A LOT of that rocky road up here, especially to that lady who called in on 4/22. Assuming she solved her problem.
Jimmy -- There actually is a fair amount of blood spilled around here. Sadly, it is usually in the form of road kill. The only thing crazier than the townsfolk around here are the suicidal deer.
Theo -- Look out for that Merlot! You too may wind up in a Sheriff's log!
Dave -- Thanks! I see you are from Maine. I'm sure there are some good reports in your paper as well.
Steve -- For me or the cow in the spa?
Suzie -- Naked woman standing in a field...are you sure you weren't reading MY paper???
Libertarius -- How did you know? (and I meant to put that as a tag)
Bill S. -- From what I've heard, the cow is still there. And now several of her friends have joined her.
oops...gotta run for now...back for the rest later.
Good to see you back with news of the neighborhood....