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Shameless Parents, Shameless Kids
I don't have any children (though one day I hope to), nor have I had the apparently pleasant opportunity of spending copious amounts of time with them. But I try to be as understanding as I can with the parents. There was a time where it would frustrate me to no end when a kid or kids were making a nuisance, and in fact in some instances or locations it still does. But kids are kids and they're going to act up. Now, I will admit that it does frustrate me when parents don't even try to quell their kids but if they do and can't stop them, how can I blame the parent? Hell, how can I even blame the kid? Maybe the kid is sick or tired or just feels like life is just plain crap at the time. I, for one, am very familiar with that feeling and only wish I could start kicking and screaming in the middle of a crowded store. So I feel for everyone involved in the situation, from the parents to innocent bystanders.— November 1, 2009 12:18 p.m.
And You Will Know Me By The Trail Of Dead
Pete, by saying this was a fantastic read it may come off that the story itself was something uplifting or inspirational. Please don't take it that way. I, too, dealt with my best friend (one I had known very well) committing suicide the same way. The only difference is I didn't find the body, a school bus driver did because where he was was a turn-around for buses. This was very early evening so no kids were on the bus when she found him. She went directly to a monastery nearby and a monk came out to "bless" his body. I'm not a religious person at all (though I do have some sort of franken-spirituality) but I am very glad the monk did that because my friend was somewhat of a religious person. Anyway. My point is I know what it's like, that gut-shot feeling, and whether you get sad or not, you still feel it. I enjoyed this glimpse into Pete. As sad and familiar as the story is to me, it was written in a fashion that made it easy to read but powerful enough to do some damage. Thank you for sharing.— October 30, 2009 4:57 p.m.
Guaranteed To Still Be Around In 100 Years
Honestly, I have to admit that I thought the guy was selling his wife. I don't consider myself to be a misogynist but, well, nobody expects an actual ball and chain. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gldlyTjXk9A— October 29, 2009 6:10 p.m.
Just Move On Already
Ha... no, not all cars. Just the ones that deserve it.— October 28, 2009 10:38 p.m.
Just Move On Already
I tried recruiting Stella but this was her reply: "Seriously, Two Legs, get over it." Sigh.... AG, I really like that spray paint for that price. If you see a bunch of cars around town with pink graffiti on them, it wasn't me. Really.— October 28, 2009 10:32 p.m.
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Alright, Pete. Now you pissed me off. Kate Naeding? I'm not a Chargers fan but Kaeding went to U. of Iowa and, well, those are my 8-year stomping grounds (just an hour or two west, though). His pro career may not be as sound as his college one but he's still the man. Dammit. By the way, you didn't really piss me off. And I'm saying this because sarcasm never comes through in these things (though I am truly a fan of all Hawkeyes in the NFL). As for the rest of this convo, well, you all sound like my family. Kinda makes me feel like I'm back home in Maryland- everyone tries to make their point but no one else cares to think about any point other than their own. At first it was frustrating, then it got tiring, now it's kinda humorous. I think all of you are not listening or thinking, only reacting. And all the while, Josh is still the one coming out on top because it only makes people visit his blogs even more. This entire thread just plays into his hands. I'm not saying people are wrong or right in this whole thing but as a "newbie" and outsider looking in, it's kind of ridiculous and funny in a stupid way that this has gone this far. Throwing stones only makes one tired. Choose your battles wisely or else you only expend energy that could be used elsewhere for more positive things. There are always going to be dicks in the world, whether that world is the Reader or not. Ok, I'm done. Back to my rosy world of drunk idiots and cat blogs. If you all want to continue bickering, by all means don't let me stop you. Even if ridiculous, I have to admit I'm masochistically (if that's a word... and if not, it should be) enjoying reading this.— October 28, 2009 10:16 p.m.
Pursuit!
Fish, it may be her thing... but why? I mean, I am trying to figure out what purpose the zebra rug serves. Is she making a porno? Having a good ol' Pretend Africa Safari in her house? Or did she have a pet zebra as a kid that died suddenly and she wants to bring back the zebra's memory? Maybe it's none of our business but we're in the business of questioning things, aren't we? I think this ad begs more questions than I want to even think of. But Fish, I do agree that we shouldn't pick on her for her wants and desires. Wait... this ad was on Craigslist when she could easily just go to Target and find one. Nevermind. She deserves it.— October 28, 2009 6:38 p.m.
Just Move On Already
Quick update: the RV has been moved... to across the street. Now it's in a much worse spot because leaving the little food mart (Food Bowl) is now impossible. Seeing around that giant anti-masterpiece is quite difficult and makes pulling out of that lot a risky challenge. Now I really might complain. Or go spray painting.— October 28, 2009 6:20 p.m.
The visit
Agreed, Fish. Fantastic read. I have an uncle that lives in Charleston. Well, Mt. Pleasant to be exact but it's pretty much right down the street. When I was younger and living in Maryland we (mom, brother and I) used to go visit him. Every time I was there I was amazed at just how gorgeous a place that area really is. Unfortunately the rest of South Carolina leaves little to be desired but that little corner of the state really is a great place to either visit or live. This post made me think if I've changed any since I moved to San Diego about a year and a half ago. Honestly, I can't tell. I feel as if I'm finally "home" now after living in tons of different places in my lifetime so I guess that's different but outside of that, my problems have followed me (not that I was running here to escape them) and I have always said "dude" since I can remember. But I do agree how certain locations can have a very obvious effect on people, good or bad. I'm glad your sister moved positively forward in her life. Not an easy thing to do. Again, great read.— October 28, 2009 4:52 a.m.
Worst Feeling Imaginable
"Besides, who out there would actually know what to do with a sword if he or she actually had the opportunity to use the damn thing?" Ooh! I know who! I know who! Pick me!!! http://www.cnn.com/2009/CRIME/09/15/samurai.sword…— October 28, 2009 4:40 a.m.