Friday July 4, 2003

So it comes to this…ordered by a cop shrink to write my “feelings” in a journal…not sure what to say…. Kavanaugh was on my back to talk to someone. He thinks I'm cracking up. I'm not. Swimming in the Detroit River at midnight is not as crazy as he makes it sound.... Shit... it is crazy. Who the fuck swims in that swampy cadaver-filled water?

Hmmm...Weather? Tiger scores? They’re in Kansas City this weekend playing the Royals – they had a rough June… but then again who didn’t.

Got a letter from Angie…divorce papers. Sitting on the table for two weeks. She’s moving to Vegas. Her Uncle Sal is getting her a job at one of the casinos. I hate Vegas. Damn, wish I could sleep - too many firecrackers and guns going off in the neighborhood tonight. What's on the radio? Coast to Coast will have to lull me to sleep again. George Noory is decent – miss Art Bell though. Bigfoot, UFOs, time warps…always something crazy on that show. At least it will transplant me out of Detroit for a few hours.

New partner this week– a young thing named Deanna Dopp. Polish she said. Never had a female partner before – maybe the change would do me good. Tired of sharing my ride with fat, smelly cops. She smells good. And I think she likes the Tigers. She didn’t say so but she also didn’t argue with me when I said that Mickey Lolich is one of the best ever American League pitchers - strike that - he's one of the best Major League pitchers - ever. I’m hoping he gets into the Hall of Fame this year – it would be a crime if he didn’t !

Now I’m wide awake.... Got to get out of this house. Have a lead on a drug runner in Cass Corridor – just a kid really. I’ll take a ride out there tonight and then stop by the Blue Monk. Deanna said her mother is Dorothy Doppkowski. Shit - small world. I’ve been listening to Dorothy for about four years now. Hopefully I can catch her last set.

Goodnight my little leprechauns… for now I will keep you locked up in the safe. It would be a catastrophe if this slipped into the hands of anyone on the force. Then again I would probably be dead already if that was the case…so I guess it wouldn’t matter… ah, happy times…

Cheers,