An encounter with the po-po

We went over the Jesse's, tossed a Frisbee around for a little while, and then when to drink at the usual nook near Macalester. Tom and I drank for a little while, and all of a sudden we hear, "We've got two suspects." I look at Tom in a very frightened way and contemplate running away as fast as I can.

Then, a second voice pitches in and I realize that it's Matt and Pat. Scared the hell out of me for the first few moments, though.

Big party tonight at Phil's. I'll let you know how it goes.