More pictures of the Camp

I previously mentioned that I helped disassemble a house last weekend and pointed to some pictures I took of it when it was still intact earlier this summer.

My father sent me some pictures of it at various stages of disassembly, so I've added those to the other pictures.

Unexpected

As I often do, I went to the Trinity Brewhouse tonight to have a late dinner and catch some free live music.

I found a parking spot a couple of away from the Brewhouse. As I got out of my car and started to walk to the bar, a guy in his early twenties asked me if I knew how to get to CCRI. I didn't, which he appeared to be disappointed to learn. This made me a little more attentive to my surroundings than I usually do, as I thought I might see someone else who would be more likely to be able to tell this guy how to get where he was going.

As I passed by the Providence Public Library I noticed an overweight guy seemed to be leaving it, walking down the long concrete handicapped ramp. That's odd, I thought. Is the library actually open this late? 'Cause maybe the CCRI guy could ask there. Nah, this guy probably just works there and is going home for the night.

Then, suddenly, a guy in what appeared to be a jogging suit popped up from behind one of the concrete barriers and said, SIR! DROP THE BOOK! He then raised a gun and said, SIR! THIS IS THE POLICE! DROP THE BOOK! DROP IT OR I WILL NOT HESITATE TO SHOOT!

They both then proceeded down a side street, so I couldn't see what happened after that. I thought of following them, but quickly decided that this would not necessarily be the best thing for my health, so instead I continued on down the street.

So I dunno.