{"id":683,"date":"2002-09-13T15:03:41","date_gmt":"2002-09-13T23:03:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/michaelhans.com\/eclecticism\/2002\/09\/13\/even-cops-get-to-play-sometimes\/"},"modified":"2019-11-27T13:51:24","modified_gmt":"2019-11-27T21:51:24","slug":"even-cops-get-to-play-sometimes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/michaelhans.com\/eclecticism\/2002\/09\/13\/even-cops-get-to-play-sometimes\/","title":{"rendered":"Even cops get to play sometimes"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class='__iawmlf-post-loop-links' style='display:none;' data-iawmlf-post-links='[]'><\/div>\n<p>Every morning on my way to work, I walk out my door and head about five blocks down 8th avenue to my usual bus stop. Once a week, when I need to pick up my paycheck, I cut through the Freeway Park next to the Convention Center and head into downtown to the Today&#8217;s offices.<\/p>\n<p>Since I had a paycheck waiting for me today, that was my route. Once I turned into the park entrance, though, I was a little concerned, as there was a small group of five police officers, all on their patrol bikes, grouped around the top of the staircase I normally head down. It didn&#8217;t look like anything was really happening, though, so I just kept going on my merry little way. Just before I got to the top of the stairs, one of the officers turned his bike around, carefully took aim &#8212; and started to attempt to ride his bike down the staircase, egged on by the other four officers he&#8217;d just been talking with, and another officer already at the bottom of the staircase.<\/p>\n<p>He paused at the first landing long enough for me to walk by, then started working his way down again, only to take a tumble off his bike about halfway down. Fortunately, the next officer, already starting to ride down the stairs on his bike, managed to both avoid the one who&#8217;d just fallen off his bike and was laughing and trying to disentangle himself from the spokes, and keep going down without taking a spill. &#8220;It&#8217;s not as easy as it looks!&#8221; said the officer waiting at the bottom of the stairs, as we watched a couple more start to bump their way down.<\/p>\n<p>Must&#8217;ve been a slow morning.<\/p>\n<p><em>Man<\/em> I wish I&#8217;d had my camera with me.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The next officer, already starting to ride down the stairs on his bike, managed to both avoid the one who&#8217;d just fallen off his bike and was laughing and trying to disentangle himself from the spokes, and keep going down without taking a spill.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2043],"tags":[13],"class_list":["post-683","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-personal","tag-life"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/michaelhans.com\/eclecticism\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/683","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/michaelhans.com\/eclecticism\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/michaelhans.com\/eclecticism\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/michaelhans.com\/eclecticism\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/michaelhans.com\/eclecticism\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=683"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/michaelhans.com\/eclecticism\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/683\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/michaelhans.com\/eclecticism\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=683"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/michaelhans.com\/eclecticism\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=683"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/michaelhans.com\/eclecticism\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=683"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}