8:15, 3 black men jump me on my street on the way home. They failed! I dragged the one that tried to tackle me into the middle of the street, and was pursued OJ style (I walked and they walked in a triangular arrangement to my left on the sidewalk.)

They threatened to shoot me if I ran, I'm sure they had a gun and around here I wouldn't doubt their balls if they did. They stripped my coat off (somehow I held on to my grocery bag ), and finally, after 7 or 8 cars drove by, a cop in an unmarked SUV cam to a full stop and the guys ran off.

The cop didn't really do anything besides question me as if I had done something wrong, which didn't help my mood. I think he thought I had tried to buy drugs.

The guys weren't kids either, these were 25-35 year olds, apparently with nothing better to do than chase down a white guy, the one that tried to tackle me was 6'3 or something, would've gotten an F for tackling at a football camp. If he had any idea how to tackle they could've had me pretty easy.

I am finally looking forward to my impending move to Brooklyn.