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[plutherus]

So, today in the elevator I ran into a man with a badge labeled "Federal Reserve Police". What was that, I had to ask him. I had never heard of Federal Reserve Police before. I did once see a police car marked "Federal Police" in Portland when Hillary Clinton, then the First Lady, was visiting. So, I guessed, since there's a Big Event going on in my neighborhood this weekend, is the Federal Reserve Police some kind of special police force that's sent into local areas when a larger than normal force is expected to be needed?


Um. No.

It's the police force that guards the Federal Reserve Bank.

Huh. I had no idea banks had their own police force. And they're real police, not security guards. Actual law enforcement power and everything. Wow.

I never did figure out what that car I followed around Portland for a while was. I can't find anything on the web about any kind of Federal police force (in the U.S. anyway, they're all over the former Soviet block countries), but the car was clearly marked (which is what got my attention in the first place, as it was a black-and-white police car, like you see in California. Portland's police cars are blue), and had "U.S. Government" license plates.

Speaking of the Big Event, apparently I rather majorly insulted a guy who was (and is no more) interested in the D&D game I'm running on Sunday. I mentioned that he might want to carpool in or take the train since parking might be difficult in the neighborhood due to "some kind of big basketball thing" going on. He replied that this isn't some kind of "big basketball thing"! It is, apparently, the Final Four Itself! The Final Four, it turns out, is some kind of big basketball thing and it's happening in St. Louis. This is, apparently, what puts St. Louis on the map finally. Because, you know, nothing important has ever happened before.

When I mentioned that I don't really follow organized sports and, in response to him telling me that I really should know about this one, I continued that I really couldn't care less about a bunch of people I don't know playing a game against a bunch of other people I don't know. So, he won't be joining my little game. But, really, the guy was planning on spending a day sitting around in an apartment pretending to be an Elf. There's a limit to how impressed I can be with how With It he really is.

And, speaking of this big basketball thing (the "Final Four"), apparently it is popular enough that all the hotels in the area are sold out, and people who live here have been renting their apartments to visitors. I was very bummed to hear of this, as I live about two blocks from the stadium, and people in my building have been renting out their apartments for up to $1000/night. Damn, I wish I'd known that ahead of time when there was time to hit Ebay, then pack up my cats and computer, rent a car, and head to Chicago for the weekend...

Well, let's just all hope that the Cardinals make it to the superbowl next year, shall we? Their stadium is just down the street from me, too, and I wouldn't mind a few thousand extra dollars...

Comments

[reynard52.livejournal.com]

He plays D&D AND he's into sports THAT much??? God the midwest is weird ;p

[metallumai.livejournal.com]

Nearly everyone is into sports here, m'dear, no matter what else they do. St Louis is not that big a town, so we multitask. Blues fans also go to Irish concerts, people who make floats for St Pat's Day might also dress up as giant leeches for Mardi Gras- St L'ans believe in any excuse for a party*.
I do my best, but still can't get excited about football and hockey. I do, however, follow baseball games.

* party= any event where you get to stand around outside and drink beer. With beads around your neck.

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