So I'm up in Ohio visiting friends from college. 'Round 6:40 last night, we're sitting around watching TV, and I'm falling asleep. Suddenly, I start to pick up on the conversation my friends are having, which included the phrase "Was that a gunshot?" As this debate continues, someone outside starts screaming. My friend goes out the back door and looks up the alleyway, then runs back with the news that a guy's lying right in front of the gap between the house next door, about 20 feet from where we were sitting.
Steubenville's finest show up in a couple minutes with the EMTs, who can't do much because the guy got shot in the head. A few hours later, we got to see what a memorial for a fallen gang member looks like. (It involves a lot of swearing to kill the person responsible, yelling of things like "EASTSIDE UP!" and other mutated English, and drinking.) Right now there's an extension of last night's event on the front lawn next door, but with more music and dancing, and less swearing.
Pix will be forthcoming as soon as I get to a computer with Internet access. (You can see me in the background on the newscast!)
Lol, Ohio.
Steubenville's finest show up in a couple minutes with the EMTs, who can't do much because the guy got shot in the head. A few hours later, we got to see what a memorial for a fallen gang member looks like. (It involves a lot of swearing to kill the person responsible, yelling of things like "EASTSIDE UP!" and other mutated English, and drinking.) Right now there's an extension of last night's event on the front lawn next door, but with more music and dancing, and less swearing.
Pix will be forthcoming as soon as I get to a computer with Internet access. (You can see me in the background on the newscast!)
Lol, Ohio.
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