As I think I’ve mentioned, I’m living is subsidized housing. This is also a first for me.

One of my neighbors is a man fighting stage 3 cancer (not sure what kind) and actually succeeding. One of my upstairs neighbors is a woman with a teenage daughter who actually owns a house out in the country, I have no idea how she qualifies for subsidized housing.

This story is about my upstairs neighbor.
Yesterday, she came banging on my door to ask me a grammar question. I asked, with interest, what test she was studying for (go neighbor!). Turns out it was her 15 year old daughter’s homework that was due that day but hadn’t even been started yet. Worse yet, it was the practice exam for one of the state tests. She was doing the work for her daughter, and then going to take it to the school to her so she could turn it in.

Needless to say, this not only blew my mind it confused me greatly. I’m still confused.

I told her that it was likely her daughter would flunk the real exam if she hadn’t studied for it. Mom told me that it was okay because last year she’d passed it on her 3rd try. And she seemed proud of that. More confusion on my part.

Later that evening neighbor mom was telling me how she had applied as a teacher at the new learning center for the complex. The learning center is a daycare, tutoring center, and community center for the apartment complex.

I’m really really confused.

So on my last visit back to see the guys I mentioned that the county website still didn’t have any charges listed for Daryl.

Then Steve told me that someone had called the jail for them directly and found out.

He’s in for “assault on a security guard” which is a 3rd class felony and carries a 2-10 year sentence.

This sucks, because.. Daryl is a very peaceful man. But when he drinks liquor, while he’s still not violent he talks to the voices (or memories? ) in his head, loudly.
So, while everyone in the group (who was there at the scene) swears up and down that he didn’t lay a finger on the security guard, who’s going to believe the homeless men over the security guard?
And.. furthermore, if he was threatening the voices in his head, and the security guard didn’t know him, or maybe did know but didn’t like him, then he could be jailed for verbally assaulting a security guard even though he wasn’t even talking to the guard.

The other bummer is that Daryl goes to this other place, when he comes back, he doesn’t have any memory whatsoever of what he might have done. I can sympathize with that since I have the same issue.

So he’s in jail for 2-10 years for something he probably didn’t do but has no memory of to even be able to defend himself.

😦

Nil. Nada. Zip. 😦

The county has a website where you can look up the person in question and find out what the charges are, what the bond is, and what the sentence was.

Daryl’s charges are still blank.

Last time I talked to Dave about this he said that it was likely because Daryl was taken to the psych ward rather than charged and sentenced.

I don’t know what this means really with respect to how long he’ll be there, if he’ll be “competent” to stand trial after some point, if the time he’s spent in the psych ward will be counted towards whatever his sentence may be, or even if he’s actually in the psych ward.

Dave said that if that’s where he’s at it’s more of a detox situation and then some therapy/evaluation to see if he’s dangerous or not.

I don’t know if I should hope that he gets out or not. I don’t know what’s best for him or what he himself would consider best.
So far I’ve limited myself to hoping that he’s okay, not in pain mentally or physically, and not too upset about where ever he is at the moment.

The first homeless person in my area that is.
I’ve heard of him around and about but this is the first time I’ve met him.

I don’t know why, just that icky feeling you get.
I didn’t like how he interacted with Keegan though on the surface there was nothing anyone else would have seen.
I didn’t like how he came up uninvited and started trying to look into my camper.
He just gave me the creeps.
But I’m sure he was good to his mother.

I mentioned that the one of the women who is in the area has been hanging around the past two days. I’ve met her before but she’s been so drunk she didn’t remember me. She doesn’t remember me now but she does remember that someone new is there.

So anyway, I dropped by to check out the filing of the police report for the Christmas gunplay.
Both S (male) and L (female) were there. Going at it tongs and hammers.
Egads. The volume was escalating and the vitriol was mounting.
I took off again. Way too much activity there for my fragile senses.

Then L (female) followed me and kept repeating her side of the issue. I wasn’t interested, in either side. I haven’t seen squabblers like that since I was a kid, which is testament to how well I usually avoid that kind of thing. I had to be rather concrete in my speech to get across that I was going “that way” because I had some stuff I needed to take care of, “alone”. Very alone.

I saw Dave later and asked him what the deal was with the other two. He said they had once been a couple, in the general sense. I guess that makes sense.

But when the two of them show up in the same place I won’t be there!

Wetbrain: the mind/brain of a person, sometimes refers to the person as a whole, who has become so saturated with alcohol that s/he can no longer communicate at all.

Examples..
1. She has wetbrain.
2. She’s a wetbrain.

No longer communicate, from what I’ve observed, means that the person may be able to articulate, possibly, but that the phrases don’t apply to the conversation.
I’m not sure if it’s because the person is time delayed and responding to a previous long finished conversation (possibly from days past) or if the person is talking to their own reality (which is not currently connected with the dominant reality) or if the person has some sort of aphasia.