You are so awesome!

The older man -- setting a great example -- added, "Fuck you! Mind your own business!"

Saying this and/or flipping the bird, I've noticed, is almost always done in defense when you catch someone being an asshole.

Good for you, Amy. I'd do the same thing if I saw that shit go on in my neighborhood, too.

It's just Advanced Water Filtration. (Activated Carbon prior to the waste treatment plant!)

Nobody has to litter to make my street look like a trashbin, it blows here from blocks away. Then add the traffic my street gets.

Should have told the blond to hold out for a guy that can afford a brand new grill ($100), not some beaten-down craigslist piece of junk...

You must live in a nice area. In some neighborhoods, "correcting" people like that could get you beaten, robbed, raped if not killed. That's why a lot of good people just stay inside and keep their mouths shut.

No, seriously... I was proud of the ass I kicked back here, and it deserves more attention.

I admire your assertiveness, Amy. However, do not be surprised if one day someone you "correct" punches your lights out.

Because Cridmeister needs to hear (okay, read) this, I'm going to relate what my great-nephew (12 years old, turning 13 at the end of the month) said yesterday at our annual July 4th gathering, lest he (Crid, that is) think that coming from a divorced home has totally warped the boy (seeing as how his father up and left 4 years ago, and his mother and he now live with his grandmother, my sister-in-law, because she is nothing if not supportive of her children and their children):

I had just taken some big ol' country-style ribs off the grill (smothered in Jack Daniels Hickory Brown Sugar Barbeque Sauce), and put them on a huge platter, along with some grilled zucchini (fresh from the garden, mmmmmmmm, grilled with butter and garlic powder, mmmmmmmm, ahem, I digress) and he said to me, "you know Aunt Flynne, at school this kid came up to me in the lunch line (and here I'm thinking, "dammit, he's gonna tell me somebody bullied him" and I'm getting ready to be all sympathetic and the like), and he says to me 'Hey, you're a nerd', and I told him, 'I prefer the term "Intellectual Badass", thank you' and he looked at me and didn't know what to say!"

And I gave him a hug and said "Good for you sweetie! Have a rib!" and he tilted his head and said "I'll have two, thanks!"

So there's that anyway. Some kids adjust better than others, I guess.

Saying this and/or flipping the bird, I've noticed, is almost always done in defense when you catch someone being an asshole.

Yeah. It takes a remarkable person to say, "You know, I WAS being an asshole. Sorry."

No, seriously... I was proud of the ass I kicked back here, and it deserves more attention.

TLDR. But I'm sure it was fabulous.

> lest he think that coming from a divorced home
> has totally warped the boy

Did I say any such thing?

Or are you saying that divorce is good for kids? That seems to be the popular view nowadays, especially amongst the timid and embittered.

> do not be surprised if one day someone you
> "correct" punches your lights out.

While nobody wants Amy to be brutalized, there's no way to read this comment except as encouragement of cowardice.

The thing that brought me to this blog years ago was the vague memory that some crazed woman in L.A. had chased down and confronted a car thief.

America needs more of that, not less.

(Apologies, Flynne, I confused you with Monica, which was silly of me. [Though I wonder, if her time is so precious and my opinion so uninteresting, why she spent the moments to tell us that she wasn't thinking of me.])


The great paradox goes like this: The twin turns to his brother—

Twin: Why are you an alcoholic?

Brother: Because our father's an alcoholic. Why aren't you an alcoholic?

Twin: Because our father's an alcoholic.

There are always exceptions and some (few) people get lucky. (Amy makes great hay of this by demanding evidence from social science composed from a sample size of two taken last summer.)

But let's be grown up and not kid ourselves. There are a lot of fucked up people –financially, socially, romantically, sexually and emotionally fucked up– who burn through their otherwise luck- and opportunity-laden lives because their parents didn't care enough to show how to do it right... Or didn't care enough to know it was expected of them.

Oh, I was totally thinking of you, Crid. I was thinking your comment was long, so I skipped it. You asked for further feedback on a comment you made in a different thread. I complied. My free time is actually pretty abundant at the moment.

And again!

and he says to me 'Hey, you're a nerd', and I told him, 'I prefer the term "Intellectual Badass", thank you' and he looked at me and didn't know what to say!" -- Flynne at July 5, 2012 5:03 PM

I always say "No, I'm not a nerd, I'm a geek. Nerds have no social redeeming value."

Bravo to your geek nephew.

Ugh. Why I'm leaving Los Angeles. Don't you see this kind of behavior getting worse? (Even after I See Rude People was published)

Is it just worse in L.A.?

I'm also the neighborhood nag. We live on a cul-de-sac with 8 apartment buildings, and each building has 4 units. Parking is at a premium. Even though we all have 1 assigned space, most of us have 2 cars, and some have 4 or more. You can imagine how crowded it gets. I'm constantly leaving notes on car windows. I've even called the police and had cars ticketed and one was ultimately towed. I've picked up other people's dog's shit and left it on their porch (after I watched their pup relieve himself on my lawn). I've also called the police when a guy decided to push his girlfriend down and beat her up. My daughter is worried that someone will retaliate (we live in "ghetto" Huntington Beach)and there are a few undesirables on our street. This is my neighborhood and I will do what I can to try to keep it liveable for myself. If the bad element doesn't like it, they are free to move.

Flynne! Stop abusing the kids like that!

"Tomato Concentrate (Water, Tomato Paste), High Fructose Corn Syrup, Distilled White Vinegar, Water, Molasses, Salt, Modified Corn Starch, Natural Hickory Smoke Flavoring, Brown Sugar, Mustard Flour, Caramel Color, Sodium Benzoate And Potassium Sorbate As Preservative, Jack Daniel's Tennessee Whiskey Flavoring (Natural And Artificial Flavors), Onion Powder, Garlic Powder, Spice, Xanthan Gum."

!!!!

:)

I know, UJ, I know!! But dammit it tastes SOOOOOOO good! And we did have zucchini!

^.^

(Want some???)