I Don't Know What I'm Doing - Blogithttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slashfreely/I'm just trying not to try . . . hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00Slash Freely 4http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slashfreely/593977As they passed my car, one cop, fairly short and chubby, shaved head and neatly trimmed moustache, slowly turned his head in my direction. He had a quizzical look on his face, which rapidly deepened into intense suspicion. It was a transition I had seen many times before. I smiled back at him,...SLASH FREELY 3http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slashfreely/592757Slowly, the uniforms on both ends of the street began to advance on him. As they moved forward, their waists and knees were all slightly bent, as if they were ready to pounce. An early morning reminder to me that we really are just animals. A couple of them held tasers in their hands, while one...SLASH FREELY 2http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slashfreely/591930The naked guy had just about reached the point in the street where my car was parked when the LAPD appeared. Two cars at the north end of the street and one at the south end. Yeah, that's it, cut him off, figuratively speaking. Just as the two cars were forming their V, plugging up their end of...SLASH FREELY 1http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/slashfreely/591641I already had a buzz going. So when I first saw the completely naked guy emerge from the early morning fog, I assumed that I was just imagining it. I shook my head to clear it a bit and see if I could get rid of him, but he was still there, moving quickly up the middle of the street, his thick...