Well, as some people have said they miss my “life updates” and blogs, well do I have one for you guys that I can’t pass up posting. It’s currently 1:15AM EST and I’ve just returned home from my first “run-in” with the “law”.

If you’re a Buffalo-Native, or even know anything about the airport, you know we have the NFTA Transit Police who pretty much patrol the airport and things like that, not real big, etc. Well, my girlfriend and I were driving around town randomly with no place to go, and I eventually got on the thruway and started driving towards the airport and we were gonna swing through the old Flying Tigers (now Mercy Flight HQ) and just drive through and make our way towards home. Well as I was leaving, a set of headlights suddenly turned on down a sidestreet, and right at that moment I figured it was a cop, and no sooner did I say “oh shit” did he turn his other lights on.

Needless to say, I quickly pulled over, shut my car off, and got my wallet ready to hand him my papers. While my girlfriend was nervous as could be, I was calm and collected because I knew that the officer couldn’t really do more than issue a warning, because it’s an area that’s posted as open to the public, and has been since they began to occupy the building. Granted it was about 12:15AM when I passed through there, so I can see where the officer’s suspicion came from, rightfully so, I mean a car with two teens driving through there late at night isn’t too normal.

So when he finally came up (after his spotlight just damn about blinded me), asked me for my license, and my girlfriend’s as well, he went back to his car and ran both our IDs and probably my plates, eventhough he didn’t give a damn about my registration, and just asked who’s car it was.

He proceeded to come back, hand me our IDs, and tell me that this was “private property” and that he had to just “check me out” to make sure nothing was going on, and then he just let me go.

So there’s a first time for everything is apparently true.