Well, today's my birthday. I cant believe I'm 30...but before you make any wisecracks remember you are all right behind me. It seems like yesterday we were planning our next ditch from school, who was driving to the church dance, or what we were going to do Friday night . That was 12+ years ago and now we are all coming up on our 30s. Where did the time go? 30 sounds old. We defiantly ain't kids anymore. I hope to see some of you tomorrow night at the big b-day bash. For those of you that can't be there I'll miss ya.
The picture is of my current assignment. I'm assigned to the S.C.O.R.E. team (street crimes operational reduction effort.) I walk around shady areas of Vegas dressed like an injured bum, carrying beer and cigarettes, with $40.00 hanging out of my shirt pocket trying to get robbed. I've been robbed over 40 times now. This assignment should be done around April 5th then I'll go back to narcotics (I can't wait.) I'm burned out with the robbery thing, but boy do I have some funny stories.
Talk to yall soon. Your 30 year old friend, Jeremy.
