Chif of Police

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Look at this photograph, every time I do it makes me laugh. So apparently this picture was taken during the good ole days of 1994 when vanilla Ice was still pumping, and parachute pants were more then just the kind of thing you wear around the house when you’re painting the garage. I remember I was pretending to be some sort of cop, running around the house with my toy gun tucked into my pants. I’d jump out from behind corners and point it at all the imaginary bad guys.

Anyways the thought hit me, no cop is official without a badge, with my trusty yellow pencil, and picture which coincidently was “proof” I got my “Art Attack” on; Neil Buchanan would’ve been proud. All it took back then to be a “chif” was a random photo, some tape, a piece of paper and some text verifying you were the best. Being the best cop was hard work and I didn’t want anyone taking over my territory so I decided to keep my contract open ended. It was also important that I give myself the ability to use the water pistol I was carrying. The last line is a little hard to read but it says “he is a green beret in the army”…I remember I had just watched Rambo a few days earlier, and of course, you cant JUST be a “chif”, I was obviously diversifying myself for the economic crisis we were to go through 16 years later.