Thursday, September 12, 2002
Whoops. |10:15 PM|
Despite what the date above may say, this is really an entry that covers September 10th.
For reasons that will become a lot more clear in a week or so, my buddy Joe and I needed a bunch of unusual supplies. We've been working on filming a particular special effect, which involves a "squib" (pack of blood and explosives) to simulate blood spray. This past tuesday was the first chance both of us had to go out at the same time and grab these supplies, and we started making the rounds a little after 7pm. Our first stop was Radio Shack, where in the small components area, we spent a great deal of time examining wires, momentary switches, bulbs, and other assorted electronics gear. I was dressed relatively normal (but I was twitchy as always), Joe was wearing a wife beater, a bandanna, and a chain wallet. We both looked peculiar in our own way, and here we were buying a bunch of odd components from Radio Shack, with cash. Out of habit, I gave the proper name/address/phone number to the checkout clerk. We went next door and asked about flashbulbs, then left the mall. It was on exiting that I realized "Hey, this is surely the WORST possible day in the history of the U.S.A. to be buying wiring etc.
Did I mention I had an arrest warrant out for me?
From the mall we went to various other stores, and at the end of our trips had we been pulled over and searched, it would have been nigh impossible to explain the contents of the car. These included: Wiring, bulbs, switches, batteries, hand tools, a realistic toy gun, unlubed condoms, and an insectiside sprayer. The gun and condoms were purchased at the grocery store, and were mixed in with Joe's normal groceries. We also used one of those "U-check-out" lanes. I'm just glad we didn't buy the gun and condoms seperately, and I'm sure an alarm would have gone off if "rope" and "polaroid camera" had also been on that order.
With my arrest warrant running around, and a the small chance that a nervous clerk might just mention my name to the non emergency line of the Austin P.D. I half expected to be greeted by a cop or two when I went home. Luckily, I did not spend the night in jail, and fully intend to clear my name this weekend.
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