garn aka john fuckin' law!

Garn's Day.
By Megan, as told to by Garn

Let's start with the beginning, Garn drove around in the Coolerator so it wouldn't get towed until his hockey game started at 2pm.
Lunch at Topanga - talked to Judy about her holiday cruise; bought 4 more toys - like he needs them; so now it's time for hockey at UBC with Nic Rust and his long haired hippie brother-in-law. Garn told me earlier tonight that he didn't play very well, but neither did anyone else. Hockey finished up around 4, followed by a trip to Mr. Lube - those guys are idiots, but Garn got an oil change there anyway. Garberator called - talking about a toy he thinks Garnet should buy, he's not buying it - saving up for the toy show in Pasadena - there are so many fucking toys around here already. Who's the super geek with all the dollys?
Now it's time for dinner, bbq some weenies and yams. Marcy came home, then went out to the Flower Factory Christmas Party. Then I called while Garn was watching the hockey game. Canucks were losing. I had no plans for the evening, and had spent the late afternoon/early evening with my Grandmother - she broke her hip 2 weeks ago so is now recovering comfortably at Lions Gate Hospital. She's a dainty 92 year old.
Neither of us had any plans for the evening, so I got in my car and picked up Mr. Harry and we went to Topanga for cake - yes that makes it a 2xTopanga day for Garnet. Before we had cake there were margaritas - his blended, mine on the rocks. Good cake.
And now for the excitement! On the way home, we noticed something funny going on at the corner of 4th & MacDonald. A jerk in a BMW SUV had a problem with a guy in a Land Rover - turns out the Land Rover had run out of gas. The drunk BMW jerk - who was driving - tried to start a fist fight with the Rover dude. Rover was not interested in fighting, however he did manage to mess up the jerk's face. Garn wanted to break it up, but I insisted that he just call the cops - he got out of the car in order to give the 911 operator the play-by-play. Eventually the jerk (and his friend) got back in their SUV and drove off. Moments later, the cops arrived, and we left - frustrated that the jerk seemed to be getting away. Behavior like that deserves to have consequences. A few blocks later we were happy to see a cop car speed past us seemingly in pursuit - low and behold there were 2 cop cars and a BMW SUV pulled over under the Granville Street Bridge. We felt good.
Currently we are watching sports highlights on the biggest TV in the world.