Jason's Ramblings

Cocaine, little kids, and PSP's

Police: Tot swallowed cocaine | IndyStar.com

A 16-month-old boy brought to an emergency room by his parents was placed in the custody of child welfare officials Friday after doctors determined he had swallowed cocaine, Marion County sheriff's deputies said.

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What can you really say about this article? The stupidity of parents never seem to surprise me. What the heck went on in that house? So picture this...it's in the morning on Thursday Johnny is out with his little scale, a load of bags, and busy packaging the coke into nice 1 gram packages. He slips up knocks over his glass plate carrying the bulk of the coke. Now, I'm no drug user and I've never done any drugs...but we all know that cocaine is not cheap. Wouldn't you flip out if you spilled coke onto the floor? If you are the distributor, chances are you don't "own" the coke, you just pay your guy after you've got rid of the individual baggies.

Well, the coke is on the floor....so you are probably freaking out. Running around the house cussing and screaming. Do you not notice the little baby walking that awkward 16 month old baby walk ...walking towards your spilt coke? Hrm...Must not.

Well, you obviously have to get the coke out of the carpet, so you run to the garage to get your dust buster...the people you sell too won't mind some fleas, carpet fibers, dust mites, and dirt in there nose candy. So, you come back from the garage, dust buster in hand and see your kid playing in your coke. He turns and gives you that big goofy smile and looks like a fat kid eating a powdered donut...coke is all over his face appearing slightly like Kate Moss in a London night club.

So...here is the variable. Did the dad/mom that was packaging the coke decide to take the kid to the hospital at this point or did they wait until there were effects? Either way...for this story, the other person in the family is working...since it was a Thursday. So Johnny gets on the phone and shouts at Suzzy "Little Mel ate my coke". Oh crap! I bet it was on! Suzzy runs out of work flies home as fast as she can. Then they rush off to the hospital.

This is where I give them credit. They went to the hospital. They could have just stayed home and watch what happened. So, that is at least one positive in this whole situation. Come on people...just say NO! No to giving your kids coke, no to dealing drugs, and no to stupidity!

Ok, on to other things. Yesterday was definitely a busy day on here. I can't believe all the comments yesterday. Hopefully some of the new comers stay around...I'm not always the mean asshole....I'm usually a pretty nice guy.

So, last night Amanda and I went for our usual Friday dinner. We left early last night since we were both famished. We decided to go to Joe's Crabshack. We get there, and sit in smoking since it allowed us to be seated right away. We wait, and we wait, and we wait. All the while I'm getting furious...our menus are closed and the incompetent manager walks by 3 times and doesn't notice us. We were hungry so we almost stayed, but I had enough and we walked out. Bastards...at least they had to re-bus our table since Amanda ate some crackers.

We went to Red Lobster since I still wanted seafood. Amanda was content staying at Joe's...but I wasn't in the mood to be waiting forever...I just wanted my damn beer and an appetizer of calamari and I could care less how long it took to get the meal.

Off to Red Lobster we went. We had to wait 10 minutes or so to get a seat. The only bad thing about the wait was some guy in his 50's shoved the little pager thing into his pants. Yes...into his pants. Amanda saw him and she told me about it. I said "Into his pocket", and she said "No, into the back of his pants". Holy crap...strange ass people!? Who wants to touch a pager that has ass sweat on it? I sure as heck don't. I should have said something to pager-ass, but didn't. Oh well.

We finally get seated, have a waitress right away, get everything perfectly timed. She kept my iced tea full, and was nice. It wasn't that fake TGI Friday's waitress nice either. It was a no BS nice. She ended up getting a fairly large 30 some percent tip. The food was pretty good also, so that helped.

One strange thing about the meal though. When we were in the waiting area, a mom and her kid came in. The kid was probably 14-16 or so and had his nose buried in his PSP (play station portable). I think that he was playing DDR (Dance Dane Revolution...seriously, what is the fun in playing that on a PSP?). He played the entire time we were next to them in the waiting are. They just happened to sit next to us, and the kid played it up until the food came. The mom just sat there, and the kid didn't talk. It had a definite kid visiting his mom for the weekend feel. If my kid did that I would have threw the game across the damn restaurant. It is one thing to play if there is a bunch of people there, but the only other person was his mom. Here is a picture, sorry about the crappy quality.