I vote for BJ’s Liquor Lounge on Broadway Ave. According to the sign, they have strippers daily with no cover charge AND a meat raffle on Mondays!
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I’m not sure whether to laugh in your face and then ignore you, or to walk away shaking my head. All I know about you comes from these two posts of yours, which aren’t very impressive.
Ignorant, sarcastic and angry isn’t the way to go through life, son.
There’s just something about “strippers” and “meat raffle” together in the same establishment that raises questions I don’t want to think about.
Sarcastic and angry work for me. :shrugs:
It’s always darkly amusing when some uninformed yahoo starts spouting off making blanket statements about “martial arts”.
Hey! I’m two blocks from the river. I’m almost Minneapolis!
then again, a BJ[size=1]s meat raffle doesn’t really sound very appealing.[/size]
I know! Let’s all go get stabbed in the neck outside of Stand Up Franks!
Leave it to people from Minnesota to have the nicest pit thread.
What really gets me? That no preparation I could have made would have made any difference, because I never even knew an intruder was in the house until too late. Other than keeping the backdoor locked (and hoping I would hear if it was broken open), I don’t know what would prevent a repeat of this. I feel like I flunked the “situational awareness” test in Self-Defense.
Eh, don’t beat yourself up over it. I know it’s easy to do, but there really isn’t anything short of keeping your doors locked at every moment regardless of whether or not you’re in the yard - a rather extreme measure - that you could have done to prevent it.
The bright side is that your wife did exactly the right thing. She left the scene as quickly as possible, went to a neighbor’s house and called the police. The only possible reason for her to do anything else would be if there were children in the house, and even then, she did the best thing.
The guy jumped the fence in your back yard. Did he come from someone elses back yard, and if so, did anyone else see him and do anything about it, like call the police because there was a suspicious person in their yard? Hell, I once called the police because two kids were going down my street trying every door on every parked car.
Y’know, as attractive as getting some meat from BJ’s and being shivved outside Frank’s sounds, I’m really more partial to Psycho Suzy’s in the Nord’East. (Tho’ I’m still not so sure about the “poor man’s” in “poor man’s paradise” - that place can get spendy.)
Any takers?
I’d be in! Or I do love me some Mayslack’s. Nom nom nom. Nye’s is always fun too.
Count me in too.
Haven’t seen a day and time posted for it, but if possible, count me in.
OP, I had a dog that would bark at the wind; I managed to train him to only growl at passers by on the side walk. The damned fool probably growled the entire time the thieves stole from every car in the neighborhood. I loved him, but he was a useless git.
I recently had to report my American Express lost or stolen; they offered to contact all three credit agencies to arrange either a 90 day or ‘permanent’ fraud alert on my SSN. Equifax contacts the other agencies automatically when you put a 90 day alert on your SSN. My SSN card is locked in my firebox, and the number never spoken aloud. If written down, I retrieve the paper and shred it.
I experienced a ‘home invasion’ relatively recently; nothing is scarier than peacefully noting foot-steps in the house, and then realizing the only other occupant is sound asleep at the other end of the house.
After carefully evaluating the situation and considering all my options, including the unloaded shotgun I could have racked (such an intimidating sound) …
I screamed. Loud and long, I screamed.
Annoyed the hell out of my soundly-sleeping spouse, but sent the Invader scrambling. (Sort of. That’s another story …)
My point is that your wife should have screamed her fool head off, instead of quietly going for the neighbors’ phone. Screaming unnerves even Bad Guys.
OP, I had a dog that would bark at the wind; I managed to train him to only growl at passers by on the side walk. The damned fool probably growled the entire time the thieves stole from every car in the neighborhood. I loved him, but he was a useless git.
I recently had to report my American Express lost or stolen; they offered to contact all three credit agencies to arrange either a 90 day or ‘permanent’ fraud alert on my SSN. Equifax contacts the other agencies automatically when you put a 90 day alert on your SSN. My SSN card is locked in my firebox, and the number never spoken aloud. If written down, I retrieve the paper and shred it.
I experienced a ‘home invasion’ relatively recently; nothing is scarier than peacefully noting foot-steps in the house, and then realizing the only other occupant is sound asleep at the other end of the house.
After carefully evaluating the situation and considering all my options, including the unloaded shotgun I could have racked (such an intimidating sound) …
I screamed. Loud and long, I screamed.
Annoyed the hell out of my soundly-sleeping spouse, but sent the Invader scrambling. (Sort of. That’s another story …)
My point is that your wife should have screamed her fool head off, instead of quietly going for the neighbors’ phone. Screaming unnerves even Bad Guys.
I’ve got a friend that lives about 8 blocks from BJs. I crack up ever time I go to visit him and pass the place.
A stripper joint named BJ’s adventising no cover and a meat raffle. Does it get any better?
By the by: not that it would have done any good in the intrusion, but last Sunday I put batteries in my gun lockbox so I can use the quick-open combination buttons. And today, I finally got around to bolting my lockbox inside a heavy dresser/cabinet so that a casual burglar can’t walk away with it under his arm.
Not just this incident but a number of local horror stories have convinced me that getting my carry permit would be a good idea. I’m starting by saving up for a year’s membership at my local gun range.