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A Day in Traffic Court
No, it's not Larry David. Although he's a god as far as I'm concerned. I don't think there's ever been a thing he's ranted about that I didn't agree with (or haven't previously ranted on myself). I did, though, feel like I channeled Jay Allen Sanford with the length of this blog!— September 1, 2009 10:18 a.m.
Letters
Pete...it blew me away that you said you have a problem with different races having kids with each other. Really??? Wow! SD...it blows me away that you spend so much time trying to "cherry pick" quotes of PPs, so everyone will "hate" him. But most people realize, sometimes he's funny. Sometimes he makes points. Sometimes he sounds idiotic. Yet, you said you never wanted to do this with Spliff, because you "didn't know where to start." Very, very interesting, that not once, you couldn't post a paragraph or two about how insane he was. Or, to even try to help him cohesively put his thoughts together. Instead, he'd just ramble on like a complete and utter idiot. For some reason, though, Pete does this (in your opinion), and you feel the need to...well, I dunno. The need to let everyone know about him.— September 1, 2009 10:03 a.m.
The Busby Affair
Fred, with all due respect, are you an idiot?! How in the hell do you know what the cop did when pulling up to the house? All these cops tell me, that's their procedure. To listen FOR THEMSELVES, to see how loud the noise is. Yet, you're jumping to the conclusion that this officer didn't do that. Incredible. Second, that neighbor sounds like a complete tool. But, you're now saying, that because of HIS idiotic behavior, the thing to do is to turn up your speaker and drown him out by being louder. Well, that's real thoughtful for all the OTHER neighbors that might want some peace and quiet in their own homes. Which they're entitled to. So, here in lies the problem. And it's a big problem for people. When you own a home. Or rent an apartment...YOU HAVE TO keep the noise down. You have neighbors. It doesn't matter that it's "only 8 p.m." Heck, the cops have told me it doesn't matter if it's Sunday afternoon, and the kids are playing video games loud with the windows open. Neighbors shouldn't have to hear the noise of another neighbor. As said before...something like lawnmowers, well...that's just life. But people making noise with a party, music, speakers, amps, or simply loud voices...is a no-no. If people don't like that, they can go buy a few acres of land near Jamul, and make noise without worrying about having a neighbor. Or, for a party, you can rent a hall. Go to a restaurant and/or bar. For apartments, rent the rec room or whatever facility they may have. I've written about a few parties where people do this, and it works perfectly. And it's relatively inexpensive. But if you have an apartment, and would rather have the party at the pool...well, you again, have a whole host of other problems. And you can't get mad when the cops show up. It baffles me how much others just don't give a crap about people that don't want to hear THEIR noise.— September 1, 2009 9:54 a.m.
Kissing Cousins (errr, mothers) and Interracial Dating
I sort of agree. I mean, I'm assuming she DID finish the date. Because, if she saw him and just refused to go on the date, well then she's a rude idiot. But nothing wrong with her telling her friends later, what types she is and isn't attracted to. I have a heavy friend, that won't date fat women. Some might say it's the pot calling the kettle black...which reminds me, I have a few black female friends that won't date black men. People have preferences. I think years ago I was asking one of them why that was, and they went on and on about attitude. Again, that seems kind of silly, as all different races, have all different kinds of attitudes. You can't attribute one personality trait to one race. But I guess if you feel the odds are that most people act a certain way, that can be a turn off. I'm not attracted to tall women. I'm 6'1", and if a woman is 5'11" or taller, I'm usually not that interested. But I have dated tall women, so...it all just depends who you meet, and who floats your boat. One of the red-haired women I dated was a blind date. The date had already been arranged, when they described in more detail, about her looks. That's when I heard "red hair" and laughed, telling them, "In the future, don't set me up with red-heads. I'm generally not attracted to them." Laura then tried saying to me, "Well...she's more of a strawberry blonde, not really red." And she was great looking.— September 1, 2009 9:47 a.m.
The Busby Affair
Surf...it's not me who needs to pay attention to facts. I've asked at least 20 cops, to clarify HOW they come up to a house and justify whether or not the noise complaint was valid. I've explained to them, you could have some old kooks that live next door that are just mad when ANYONE has a party, even when it's quiet, simply because it takes a parking space in front of their house. The cops ALL SAID THE SAME THING, which I've written in these debates countless times. So you, need to pay attention. The officers all do the same thing. And that is, they go to the house where the "noise" is. They sit in their car, with windows down. If they don't hear it, even if they can tell it's the biggest rager in the history of parties, they won't go up to the door. IF, upon sitting in their car or standing outside, they hear "excess" noise, they approach the party and tell them it needs to quiet down. One cop even told me about getting multiple complaints about the same house. They drove by it two or three times, only to find it was always really low-key. He figured once in a while, someone probably screamed or did something noisy, but since the crowd wasn't out of control, they ignored whatever neighbor complained. So why in the world, do you guys think the big, bad police force just pulled up, reading to bug a bunch of older, political folks? It just makes no sense. And if they weren't doing anything wrong, they can simply answer the cops questions. It's the same thing I said about that idiot Harvard d-bag Gates. The cops actually showed up for more of a reason. A possible break-in, by two guys pushing on a front door. And they were upset about it.— September 1, 2009 12:25 a.m.
Prison Inmates (Dedicated to Dominick Dunne)
Yeah, that is strange. I'd think handing baseball bats to prisoners isn't a good idea. But as you say, we see all these Hollywood movies, which makes us think things about prison that are all movie cliches.— August 31, 2009 11:53 p.m.
Kissing Cousins (errr, mothers) and Interracial Dating
Pete, here's the thing EVERYONE seems to be missing. The original letter writer said that the boy was a teenager, and always hanging all over his mom and kissing her. This doesn't mean at family picnics, or reunions, hugging your mom and not wanting to let go. It means a teenage boy, who is overly affectionate, to the point that others think the two are dating. To me, that's odd.— August 31, 2009 11:49 p.m.
Kissing Cousins (errr, mothers) and Interracial Dating
Well single, you brought some great points to the table. But let me better clarify. I feel when you have company, normal things you do with family, have to go out the window. For example, when I'm with another couple, I'm not as affectionate with my girlfriend. I've always been that way. Because, if we're all sitting somewhere, even under a somewhat romantic setting...I think it could be awkward for the other couple if I reach over and play with her hair, or gently kiss the side of her neck. Other than hand-holding, or a quick peck on the cheek...that's about it. Other couples don't think twice about making out right in front of everyone else. Saturday Night Live even made a few funny bits about this type of behavior. And Ponzi, I agree with you. And I'm sure you'd agree with me...if Halley Berry wanted to go out with you, you'd jump at the chance. Although, my girlfriend thinks I'm nuts because I kinda think Macy Gray is sexy. She just gives off this funky, fun vibe. And I dig her songs.— August 31, 2009 10:11 p.m.
The Busby Affair
Okay, let me ask you two legal experts something. Because, I write about parties for this publication. And I've seen many college kids and others, get citations for having a loud party and not turning down the volume after cops have asked them. So...what you're telling me is...on a "noise complaint," a cop can ask who the home owner is an for ID...and the person that owns the home can simply refuse. And the cop just has to walk away with his tail between his legs. He can't walk over and turn the stereo down, or unplug the amps that the heavy metal band is using in the backyard. He can't taze the drunk people gathered around him yelling "Go catch a real criminal!" He simply has to walk away, because...well, they simply refused to show ID, as is their right. I don't buy it.— August 31, 2009 4:11 p.m.
Kissing Cousins (errr, mothers) and Interracial Dating
Oh...and people with gray hair can be hot. There's this woman that goes to the LA Fitness in Kearny Mesa, who has all white/gray hair, and looks just like EmmyLou Harris. Both absolutely beautiful women.— August 31, 2009 3:56 p.m.