No warrant for me today

September 20, 2008 at 11:56 p.m.

Sooooo.

Sis and I decided to go by the sheriff's department late this afternoon to see if they had a warrant for our arrest yet. We'd been out working on my house in the country and thought maybe they couldn't find us, you know, in case they wanted to arrest us.

Nope. We're not wanted by the law today. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe next week. The deputy asked why we thought we had a warrant and Sis told him the whole crazy thing about her soon-to-be-ex-husband-who's-gone-stupid and the dopehead freaks that are living out there.

He asked Sis why she didn't call the sheriff's department Tuesday night when all of this happened. She told him that she was scared to death of the dopeheads. She was also scared of retaliation from her husband. Already he's been threatening her with taking her son, her car and quitting work so she or her child would receive nothing in the form of money. He's told her that he hopes the house burns down. He's also told her that he hopes she burns with it.

Anyway, she just wanted her stuff and to get through this divorce. Besides, as long as she gets her son, the rest she can do without.

I told the deputy what the dopeheads had been doing while we were there. Smoking pot, taking pills, had been cooking something on the stove and it was NOT food. He asked why I didn't call them. I said I was there to help my Sis get her stuff out of that house. I was too pissed off...and besides, the dopeheads kept yelling at me that THEY were going to call the law.

The deputy asked Sis what her husband's name was. He checked the computer and he's wanted for questioning in Baton Rouge, Louisiana.

Theft of federal government property. Probably stuff from FEM@ trailers. I wouldn't doubt he's in on it at this point.

The deputy asked us if we knew where he was. Not exactly. One day he says he's in Hope, Arkansas. The next, he says he's in Golden Meadow, Louisiana. We gave the deputy a general idea of where his girlfriend lives and her cell phone number. I also gave him HER husband's phone number. That shocked Sis. She didn't know I knew the girl was married. (I have mad internet skillz sometimes.) Anyway, I'm sure the police down there can find him soon.

Sis also gave the deputy his cell phone number. I told the guy that he could call his cell phone and use GPS to find him. He laughed and told me that I watch too much CSI or surf the internet too much. Damn. Well, if HE watched CSI or surfed the internet, then he'd know it was true. I'm glad I kept my mouth shut about how he could get the EFF BEE EYE to turn the jerk's cell phone into a listening device. Barney Fife would have been all over that one.

The deputy asked us if we knew the names of the dopeheads living in the house. I didn't remember the dude's name and only remembered the woman's first name which rhymes with Tequila...coincidence??? I think not. But Sis remembered typing their names in a text message that she sent to Hubby just in case we needed them. I called Hubby and he located the text message on his phone and read the names off to the deputy.

The deputy looked disgusted. He knew them, alright. He said the woman had been arrested several times before for drugs and has served in prison twice. He said she is a real drug user. The worst kind. She'll take anything, shoot anything, pop anything. Oh joy.

The dude's father used to own a pharmacy. He is very aware of drugs. He's been in and out of jail for drugs since the '70s. According to the deputy, his favorite drug is crystal meth. They've found it on him before, but it was never enough to get a good sentence and his lawyers most always got it thrown out.

The other two guys are well known too. They've been in and out of jail for different reasons but they're still bad news.

The deputy asked Sis if she wanted to sign a warrant for the dopeheads' arrest. She told them she didn't think it would stick because her husband had given them permission to live there and he still legally owns half of the house. She said she would definitely do that after the divorce.

The deputy called in another officer and told him what was going on. I think they're going to drive by the house alot from now on. A whole lot. Kind of make them paranoid. Paranoid enough to leave on their own. He said if he can get them in their car, he's sure he can get a good arrest. Then he can get a warrant to search the house.

Sis told them to shine the bright lights in the house too. They hated the bright lights we had on the other night.

I asked if my sister would face any kind of repercussions because she is listed as co-owner of the house and will be awarded the house in her divorce in 3 weeks if the bank doesn't seize it before then. They said she would not. The husband may, but she would not. She can prove that she's been living elsewhere for almost 3 years. That's a relief.

3 more weeks until the divorce. You know, she loved him so much. This marriage just couldn't be saved. He wasn't willing to go to marriage counseling. He wasn't willing to give up his girlfriend or his new found love for drugs. He wasn't willing to be a daddy. He wasn't willing to be a husband. He just wasn't willing to do anything to keep his family together.

He wasn't always like this. He was a good man. A hard worker. A dependable and likeable guy. Everyone liked him. He would have given you his eye teeth if you expressed a need for them. I don't know what happened to him. Fatherhood? Middle age crisis? Wrong group of friends? Pain? Fell out of love? I dunno, but it sure makes me sad to see him waste away to nothing. A big fat zero. And a real jerk. Pitiful. Just pitiful.

Sis will be fine, though. She's got a beautiful son that adores her. She's got family and friends that love her and will always be there for her.

She's going to be just fine. Just not right now. It will take her some time to get over all of this mess. And it is a mess.

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