Oakland Tribune Outtakes

Notes from Oakland, Berkeley and in between

Waiting for a whack job

By awoodall
Monday, April 28th, 2008 at 2:46 pm in Night Owl, Oakland nightlife.

So things didn’t turn out Friday night like I expected. Instead of a mellow night hanging out and checking on upcoming Cinco de Mayo events for Friday’s upcoming Night Owl, I spent about four hours down on the Embarcadero waiting for a whack job holed up in a 3rd Street condo (the Sierras on Oak and 3rd) to give up his gun and let his girlfriend and children go. Otherwise, he was toast. The genius had fired at police when they knocked on his door, responding to a domestic disturbance call. Scores of officers and SWAT were there to help him decide to surrender and let the woman and two young children go. Of course, my cell phone was dead, my car was stuck inside the perimeter police had set up and I had no laptop. Thanks to all the neighbors and reporters who lent me theirs. I even headed over to Heinold’s out of desperation. Ron the bartender lent me his phone and gave me a good hot glass of apple cider. Good blessings will always be upon him. Not a camera had moved when I walked back to the press dugout that we had set up right by the sign for Zazoo’s.
I finally gave up 11:30 p.m. after the last TV reporter was packing up. I decided to try to get my car out from behind the yellow tape. Thankfully, police relented — probably out of pity. I hadn’t slept more than a few hours in about a week and had been up early for a training in San Ramon (or, as I prefer to call it, San Remote). My eyes felt like they were going to fall out of my head. And I didn’t have a single word about Cinco de Mayo in Oakland clubs.  

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