8:10 a.m. There is an Asian lady outside my window yelling at a pigeon. She's been having a very serious discussion with the bird for the past 20 minutes or so. I don't know what it did to piss her off, but it must have been bad. She is shaking her pointer finger at it and scowling.
I love my job.
Today I am going to write about a hanging case. This case also deals with mental illness and its role in suicide.
But first I need to move my truck. The street sweeper is coming.