tonight there was another police encounter across the street from my house.. i was at my computer and looked out the window and saw up to 8 police cars sitting around the street, with their lights off and empty. as i continued to watch the road with my eyes to find out what was going on, i saw police running around the street frantically with their flashlights, trying to find their suspect who must have run away from them.

the first thing that came to my mind was to get the police radio and camera. the second thing that came to my mind was the fact that all my batteries were in my backpack, parked on the street, surrounded by police cars. i put on my shoes and headed for the door, hoping to catch some police activity up close and in person.

i made my way down the front stairs of my apartment building with my keys in hand. when i got down to the first floor and proceeded to open it and emerge into the outside world, a salt lake city police officer came running at me, urging me to get back inside my house. i argued with the officer for several minutes, informing him over and over that i needed the batteries that were in the jeep, parked in the middle of the street. the officer insisted for my own personal safety as well as his and many others that i remain inside my house. again, i told him of the desire i had to document and take pictures of the entire situation.

i am lying about that last paragraph. the officers told me nothing unfortunately and i just got my backpack and batteries and went on my way. i got a few pictures, but they kind of suck because it was very dark and had to expose for a long time.

the moral of this story, you can say you had an encounter with the police and make up a big story about it, but in the end, it's still a lie.. enjoy, -slakisdotcom