Let's set the scene here:
The sun is out. It's just a little cloudy but that doesn't always mean anything. Unfortunately, today it does. The weather gets a bit rough, but no harm, no foul. You continue to go about your work and find out from the news that a tornado has just ripped through your neck of the woods, destroying your home.
While you're at work calling FEMA and a hotel the rescue crews are rumaging through the wreckage and come across what's left of your home. Instead of continuing on they call the police. The police come, not to your house but to your workplace. They cuff you and put you behind bars.
The operation had lamps, hydroponic equipment and log books. Fifty-four marijuana plants neatly arranged in the master bedroom had a street value of about $8,000, authorities said.The operation was uncovered in February after a twister, with winds whipping up to 112 mph, tore away Crook's roof.
Palm Bay police and other emergency crews were searching through the debris for injured victims when they came across the 2- to 3-foot plants. Crook was not at home during the storm.
Hey just wanted you to know that I've finally updated my links and placed you in the "Blogs in the Know" section.
Great site!
Posted by: Mark Radulich at April 14, 2005 11:55 PMThanks Mark! I just put you in the pop-up links as well!
Posted by: Jeremy at April 15, 2005 12:09 AMTo quote K. Vonnegut Jr. - "So it goes."
Posted by: prying1 at April 15, 2005 01:41 AMGod is mean sometimes. Poor stupid bastard hippie loser, with his drugs and tie-dyed shame.
Posted by: Norrin Radd at April 15, 2005 06:40 PMTesting, testing . . .
Posted by: pusillanimous wanker at April 16, 2005 02:08 AMPot's illegal? Dang....
Posted by: JulieB at April 17, 2005 12:47 AM