My friends are crimefighters!

Last weekend, I was walking through a more trendy part of Minneapolis known as "Uptown". I had just gotten back from a friend's cabin, and had head over to Uptown to meet up with some friends at Old Chicago. Well, it was a few of my friends, and a whole mess of one of my friend's friends from high school. They were all those pretty, shiny, glam people that seem huddle together making others feel like scrap metal amidst a sea of diamonds.

But hold on, that's not the point of my story. If anything, that just put me in a bit of a bad mood, coloring my response for the night's forthcoming events.

So, three girlfriends and I were walking back from the bar to the house they'd just recently moved into. Still in Uptown, I noticed a domestic disturbance (a man and a woman screaming at each other) occuring in a white minivan parked across the busy street we were walking down. Being the first to notice this, I did what I felt was appropriate. I swore under my breath, directed my friend's attention to the situation, and said "if people are going to yell at each other, they shouldn't do it in public."

It was right at this moment that the man (sitting in the driver's side) began to beat the woman seated next to him with his fists, rocking the entire van violently in the process. My friend Biso immediately grabbed her cell phone and called 911. My other friend Beany crept across the street to get a closer look at the license plate.

She came back quick, though, when both the man and the woman decided to get out of the van to continue their "discussion" out on the sidewalk. I could now see that the man, whom I will henceforth refer to as "the wall" weighed in at at least four bills. The woman couldn't have been that far behind him - say about 3 bills or so. Their van's shocks might need some attention in the near future.

They continued to yell and hit each other for a few seconds, but stopped and got back in the van when three cop cars pulled up and surrounded them. I have to hand it to the Mpls PD - they responed VERY quickly. I don't mind paying taxes at all when they go to cops, or decent road repair, or stuff like that.

I would have liked to see where the situation headed, but my friends all wanted to get home. Hopefully, the cops weren't in need of any kind of wittness reports or anything like that. All in all, I'm proud of them. It's very good to surround youself with good people whenever you can. Perhaps the people in the van need to figure that out.