Laurel, not Lauren

Laurel, not Lauren
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Salon.com
MAY 5, 2009 7:23PM

Crime wave in Mootopia

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     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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If you could make this up, then I'd want some of what you're having.
So did Barney Fife ever have to put his bullet in his gun? How do you deal with the stress of living in such a dangerous neighborhood? You must be a nervous wreck. Did the local Doctor prescribe Chardonnay?

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!
Love it, love it, love it! These remind me of the ones in Carmel - did someone really need to call 911 because there's an umbrella in a doorway?
Great to see you posting again.

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? :)
hey, did you see how two of our finest - youngun's, too! - hit the Megabucks! Yup - bought a lotto ticket at the Strawberry Chevron. I've bought gas there dozens of times. Why couldn't it have been meeeeee!
Sounds a lot like our town - but warmer! Always great to, um, see you!
Hey, thanks for dropping by, you guys! Brownies, anyone?
Gluten-free, of course, L&P.
I could be that 2:20 call on 4/23, only it's helicopters. Seriously, I'm glad I don't have neighbors close enough to report me. And it helps that when I'm stealing rocks from the town road, I listen very carefully for approaching traffic.

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.
Says a lot about the quality of life there that the cops have time to check out every little thing that gets called in. In big cities they usually don't respond unless there's blood.
no but i've got some merlot. wow, this is so much fun. and, no, you couldn't make this up. well, you could but not many would be able to. i've missed you so much, sweetheart. so glad you're back even if it's just sporadically. love love love and major gratitude for this very entertaining piece.
I'd recommend Vodka.
Somebody get that poor woman some weed!

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?
Town slogan:

Mootopia, where the 'sixties went to die.
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.

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.
How does the police dispatcher keep from cracking up?

Very funny.
Cow in the spa...that's all I need. Of course a rooster disturbance is good.
How ya gonna keep 'em down on the farm after they've seen Leary? The only thing worse than young hippies is old hippies -- like me.
Oh, and by the way, the police blotter here in Brewtopia isn't quite so innocuous.
Awful expensive place to live when you're that crazy. :)
Mrs. Michaels -- Funny, that's what I keep saying to the neighbors...

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.
I LOVE small-town living and the published police reports. It's America 101.
I want to know what kind of grass those cows are eating.
Mpeg -- I'd love to see some of the sheriff's calls from Vermont, particularly if maple syrup is involved.

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.
Last year there was a major crime wave in my county involving maple sap rustling. I am not kidding.
Running to catch plane to Detroit for Mother's Day...sorry for lack of individual replies to remaining comments (on the off chance anyone is checking). But thanks for dropping by. Tom, maybe we could do some kind of a Brewtopia vs. Mootopia thing...
I forgot to mention that you need to clip these and do another post when you gather enough of them. Woo-Hoo!
Well, I've seen the ads about California's contented cows. With access to spas, they must be happy indeed.

Good to see you back with news of the neighborhood....
Hey, Jim, thanks for stopping by. Hope you caught the Spamalot reference. Aaarrggghh....it's EVERYWHERE!
Um...I might have been the frustrated woman on 4/20. It was 4/20 after all. Its like having no presents on Christmas.
Welcome back, LnL! The Holstein and the spa...? Any prizes for suggesting what that cow was thinking? There's a part of my mind that insists I know... Perhaps because in Dublin (2007 or 2008, not sure) we had a most entertaining city art project wherein several different artists produced cows (often Holsteins, in fact) in different materials and finishes. These were subsequently auctioned for charity and reside now in various hostelries and museums around the country. Everywhere I go, Holsteins insist...
Well, Psychomama, since the county I live in actually gave birth to the original hot tub, sometime back in the sixties, it was only a matter of time before the cows got in on the fun. I should probably contact the Milk Advisory Board about this incident...they like to claim that California cows are more contented, and now we've got proof!