Thursday, December 06, 2007

Fine, Odysseus had it worse, but...

As you may know, I live in a less than reputable apartment complex, so I was enthused to hear on my return to town that in order to decrease crime/shootings/genocide in our parking lot, management added a large spotlight to illuminate the grounds. Y'know, that whole "bright places are safe places" bit. If nothing else, it gives our residents decent light to aim their handguns by.

So I'm thrilled about the light, it's just its placement that I mind.


Yes. That is my bedroom window.

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8 Comments:

At December 06, 2007 4:53 PM, Blogger Great Uncle Jonathan said...

One word.

Barndoors.

But that wouldn't be just one word for most folks.

 
At December 06, 2007 10:25 PM, Blogger Erin said...

aww, do they sell air raid blinds at the local gun store?

 
At December 07, 2007 11:25 AM, Blogger Wyman said...

You think they'd notice if I put 'em up, Jonathan? Ah, it might be worth it anyway.

What the heck are air raid blinds?

 
At December 07, 2007 9:28 PM, Blogger Erin said...

You know, those thick black curtains that block out all light. They used them in air raids so the bombers couldn't see where the cities were.

 
At December 08, 2007 12:36 PM, Blogger Kate said...

You would think someone would have notified you before they installed that...wow, it looks like a runway spotlight for airplanes!

 
At December 09, 2007 9:32 PM, Blogger bs king said...

From those of us who sleep during the day every day, we wish to welcome you to the dark side of the moon.

 
At December 10, 2007 4:09 PM, Blogger Erin said...

I have a huge floodlight of some industrial building across the street, but it's not nearly that bad. And I have awesome vertical blinds.

I'll trade you your search light for my ice rink of a parking lot. You'd think after 2 notices on our doors about making sure to move our cars so maintenance could shovel properly that they would. Oh no, now we have white lumpy ice rinks instead of the flat ones. They are, in case you're wondering, surprisingly harder to get traction on to scrape thick ice off of your windows when your school decides it's too hardcore to have a delay. Ah, Mondays in New England! Don't you miss it?

 
At December 13, 2007 7:38 PM, Blogger Wyman said...

Not Mondays, no.

 

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