last night i got pulled over by the cops. i had just run a red light, along with the car next to me (which happened to contain liz dreisbach, the leader of the Ballard Sedentary Sousa Band, and apparently the cop had been hiding in the shadows on the cross street. but it was midnight, and there was nobody else around, so i think he didn’t have anything better to do anyway. i pulled over and he gave me a warning: “safety tip, when your light is red, that means mine is green”. then he sniffed and said “sandalwood?” to which i responded “yeah, i sell incense” and grabbed a business card, which i keep on the dashboard for just such an occurrence. he thought i was handing him my license, and said “no, that’s okay” but then he saw that it was my business card and said “oh, is that a business card?” and took it, peered at it with his flashlight, and then let me go.
i am firmly convinced that Ganesha Vinaayakeswara was watching over me, and that is precisely why i have Aum Vinaayakaaya Namah painted right over the driver’s side door
not only that, but when i got home, i discovered that i had a $50 incense order from someone in the 90210 zip code.
i hate to think what they might have found if they had a reason to look for dope. not that i had any in the car, but there’s a whole bunch of incense ash, all over the inside of the car, which wouldn’t do much to relieve their suspicions…
Washington cops are apparently less insane at the end of the month than Pennsyltucky cops. Around here they’d have probably taken your car apart looking for dope, and found some pretext to write you as many tickets as possible.
Well done. The remover of obstacles was simply putting a new customer in your path. Congratulations on not panicking, either.
congratulations… i guess i should think about what prizes to offer for stuff like that. perhaps something from Hybrid Elephant…
“scab of a nation, driven insane” was one of the favourite phrases used by a very good friend of mine, Rev. Osiris RaNebo, OHS, but… well, we know where he got it from… 8)
How many people here know what “scab of a nation, driven insane” is from? (I do, I do!)
Congratulations on your narrow escape!