Asymptomatic

There must be intelligent life down here

Yeah, so...

As it turns out, the guy who came into my house on Halloween morning was the guy who lives two doors down from me. Our daughters have played together.

I wonder what I might have done differently had I known it was him. I really didn’t recognize him. At the same time, as the district attorney mentioned, he wasn’t ever in my house, nor was he invited.

Subpoena?

The constable called this afternoon and wants to drop off a subpoena for me to appear in court on Monday. He’s going to leave it in the mailbox.

I’m hoping that this has to do with the break-in, and not some trumped-up racketeering charge against me. Not that I’m a mobster or anything, mind you. If anyone asks, you tell ’em nothing, get it? Nothing.