FBI

A short while ago I submitted a Freedom of Information Act request to the FBI for any and all files relating and/or pertaining to myself. Over the years I have been involved in various activities and kinda assumed they had a whole dossier on me.

It turns out as far as they know I'm just a regular simple guy (or so they claim).

Here is their response.

Lottery

Ever try to get a pistol permit in New York City? If you had you'd know it's the most difficult license to obtain here in Gotham. An applicant must personally appear at NYPD headquarters to pick up an application (none are mailed), the application must be typewritten (good luck finding a typewriter in todays day and age), Notarized, and then personally brought back to NYPD headquarters (mailed applications are not accepted). The applicant then needs to get fingerprinted and wait six months to a year for a response. Did I mention the $450 non-refundable application fee? Oh, and don't forget to brint two noarized typewritten charachter reference letters written by respected members of the community.

I had to try, right? So last October I made a trek down to NYPD headquarters at Police Plaza in lower Manhatan. As it turns out it was the friday before labor day and most of the office staff had left early and I was turned away at the entrance. Mind you I ran out of gas on the Brooklyn Bridge (granted my gas gauge is broken) and circled forever till I found a legal spot. However, no matter how much I tried there was no way they were going to give me the application I was looking for.

I arrived home exasperated and immediately penned a letter to Police Commissioner Raymond Kelly. I requested that, considering the circumstances, he grant a exemption and instruct his staff to mail me a pistol permit application.

Before long I received a call from Sergeant Capobianco at One Police Plaza. He apologized for the treatment I endured and assured me that there was indeed a skeletal staff on duty and I should have in fact of been provided with the application I was seeking. After a little bit of wrangling he did agree to grant the exemption I was looking for and mail me the pistol permit application.

Two months went by and the application never showed up. I was left with no choice but to write another letter to the Police Commissioner. Before long I received another call from the seregeant promising that this time the application would in fact be mailed.

It finally arrived in yesterdays mail.

Lottery

Ever try to get a pistol permit in New York City? If you had you'd know it's the most difficult license to obtain here in Gotham. An applicant must personally appear at NYPD headquarters to pick up an application (none are mailed), the application must be typewritten (good luck finding a typewriter in todays day and age), Notarized, and then personally brought back to NYPD headquarters (mailed applications are not accepted). The applicant then needs to get fingerprinted and wait six months to a year for a response. Did I mention the $450 non-refundable application fee? Oh, and don't forget to brint two noarized typewritten charachter reference letters written by respected members of the community.

I had to try, right? So last October I made a trek down to NYPD headquarters at Police Plaza in lower Manhatan. As it turns out it was the friday before labor day and most of the office staff had left early and I was turned away at the entrance. Mind you I ran out of gas on the Brooklyn Bridge (granted my gas gauge is broken) and circled forever till I found a legal spot. However, no matter how much I tried there was no way they were going to give me the application I was looking for.

I arrived home exasperated and immediately penned a letter to Police Commissioner Raymond Kelly. I requested that, considering the circumstances, he grant a exemption and instruct his staff to mail me a pistol permit application.

Before long I received a call from Sergeant Capobianco at One Police Plaza. He apologized for the treatment I endured and assured me that there was indeed a skeletal staff on duty and I should have in fact of been provided with the application I was seeking. After a little bit of wrangling he did agree to grant the exemption I was looking for and mail me the pistol permit application.

Two months went by and the application never showed up. I was left with no choice but to write another letter to the Police Commissioner. Before long I received another call from the seregeant promising that this time the application would in fact be mailed.

It finally arrived in yesterdays mail.

NYPD

I'm rich! I won the lottery!

On a recent trip to Jacksonville I stopped off in Atlanta. While there I purchased two scratch off lottery tickets which I only scratched off once I arrived back to New York. To my suprise one of them showed I won a prize However the ticket didn't say what or how much. So I mailed in the ticket and hoped for the best.

Hey, a dollar saved is a dollar earned.