I’m not quite sure what ‘redux’ means, I just know that I’ve always read it as part of a recap. So, maybe its a fancy way of saying recap?

Anyways, the ‘hood wasn’t as bad as expected last night. Actually, it looked like either there were smaller than expected crowds at all the neighborhood related bars, or they were self-contained. There are more drunk people wandering the hood in a daze after Raven’s games than I saw yesterday. And as far as I know, no random pukers in the alley. Sweet!

I was able to find a parking spot–after a small altercation with a non-resident who said that she had to ‘run to the hospital for five minutes’.  Sure, right after she stopped at Quigleys or Camden Pub to get her green drink on.

I told her that the ‘hood was not public parking, and was intended for residents, and that the hospital provided two parking garages with validated parking AND 15 minute meter spots to the public, but she was having none of that. She decided that she wanted to have a stand-off (or sit off, I should say) and thought that by not moving her car out of the middle of the street, that I would give up and let her have the parking spot. WRONG! What part of, “I live here, and I can leave my car and walk to my house” did she not get. Finally, realizing she had lost the battle, she moved on. I took my spot of victory, and sojourned to my house.

The Brain, well, he’s not always supportive of my antics.  He’s told me repeatedly that I’m going to get myself shot if I don’t watch my mouth, but he was proud of me for standing my ground (in this situation) and not getting a cap put in my ass. Yay me!

Other than the horribly bad cover band from Quigley’s which made the house thumpy for most of the evening, it wasn’t such a bad day.