http://abclocal.go.com/wabc/story?section=local&id=3873170
Pictures of the aftermath...the morning after, while I walk to the subway station only a block away.


Ahh...come on...the guy probably deserved it! At least the traffic stopped and I could cross the street this morning without having to wait for the light!
5 comments:
Oh,Jame. Good old Astoria!
Maybe this is the Cleveland Heights coming out in me but I didn't think that was that scary.
Um, I didn't think it was that scary either. And I'm usually the one who does (and then Kristen likes to say what a cute little Ashtabula girl I am).
Hey man, the Ashtabula ghetto is no joke! Well actually it is but you've lived in scarier places.
When I worked at the gas station up in Ashtabula, I had this skinny cracked out chick inform me that she was the "queen of the crips." I told her I didn't care if she was the queen of Egypt, she wasn't buying that 40 ouncer if she couldn't produce an ID showing she was of age. I was slain in a drive by shooting not long after that.
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