Thanks for the contributions folks. Here's my story.
Asbury Park has always been one of my favorite destinations. From college days of lore I was attracted to the place. I played the games with open air above me. Stone Pony with FLA. All of that good old ****. My local OTB restaurant is also on the boardwalk next to the pinball museum. This was my second time with an opened container. They found me when I was out. Some cops must have walked up to me ****** out *****. I **** up in a hospital with a train ticket. I didn't drive there since I knew I'd be ********. Tried to get out and was taken back to my bed. My bag was there without my bag of weed. I bought it at the train station from a friend from work. In my bag was the shirt I came down with, (changed it when I bought a shirt down there) my weed was gone but there was a bell. One of those dome topped silver things that make a ring from the small button on top. I don't know where it came from but it was there.
After another ***** pill the cops took me in and ran me. They gave me a lunch box and drove me to the train. Court day comes and I have my tie on. 6 mos. to behave myself. Pay off my $900 in fines and costs and no record.
I am going to fail a **** test. I'll probably going to fail another. I'll cut out the weed when my bag is done. I just smoke it at home. Am I a criminal? Yea, I was found in a dangerous area with a bag of weed ****** out. I could have been hurt. Not much to smack me on the head and enter my pockets. I went back there for the zombie walk. Won't go back since I am on a list.
They finally released me from the hospital and right into the hands of the cops.