We had a great time celebrating New Year's with Lidia's family...
little did we know the real fun was only just starting!
We got home about 12:30 am and everyone was in bed by 12:45 am. At about 1:30 am Lidia and I both jumped out of bed when we heard banging and thudding on our front door. We had family staying with us and thought maybe someone went out to the car and somehow got locked out. I went downstairs to check it out. When I looked out the peephole on the door I didn't see anybody there so I turned on the porch light. There was a guitar leaning up on our porch, and I could see the shoulder of someone leaning up against the house next to the door. I could also hear them moving on the corner of the house and on the side wall. I told Lidia to call the police and kept watching him. I flashed the porch light a few times and he didn't respond. He came in front of the door and tried to get in again (with me on the other side!) . I could see he had some kind of wire in his hand (I thought to use to break in or pick the lock or something). Then he turned, picked up his guitar, and stumbled off the porch. I realized he was obviously drunk and could barely stand up. He was banging his guitar on the walls and ground as he stumbled down the driveway. All this time Lidia is on the phone with the police and they are on their way. I went upstairs to Jake's room to look out the front window and see where he went. I could hear him, but didn't see him anywhere in the street.
The police showed up...
and we told them what happened and went outside to check that there was no damage to the car in the driveway or anything like that. We found a house key (not to our house) on the porch and figured he was too drunk to know which house was his (this meant he was most likely our neighbor!). As we walked around the car we spotted this over by the back gate!
He couldn't get in the front door, so he was heading to the back gate to try the back door when he passed out. He was totally incoherent and covered in vomit and other bodily fluids! (Not to mention the smell of alcohol that went from our front door all the way across the front of our house to the back gate!) The police tried to figure out who he was, he only had a high school id in his wallet and no cell phone.
Then the fire truck showed up...
and they checked out his vitals and made sure he was alright. About that time the police called the school police to get his address and found out he lives 2 doors down from us. So they go over to wake up his parents and let them know what is going on. (oh yeah, he is 16!) His mom came and talked to the police and firemen and seemed more concerned about where his bike was than anything else!
Then the ambulance came...
and they dragged him to the street (literally) and put him onto the stretcher and loaded him up. The police told us that the amount of alcohol in his body had slowed his heart rate so much that he probably would have frozen to death on the side of our house! (Imagine finding that in the morning!)
After everyone left and the action was all over we went back inside and back to bed around 3 am. Lidia was still pretty shaken up and couldn't sleep, so we left some lights on and ended up watching a movie for a while.
He left his pick, along with his stomach and bladder contents on the side of our house. Oh yeah, remember the wire I thought he had in his hand when he tried to get in? Turns out while he was leaning up against the side of the door he got tangled in our Christmas lights hanging around our door and ripped them off!
2012 is off to a great start!
