Tag Archives: neighborhood

Automobiles, Business, Local

No Neighborhood for Sports Cars

My neighborhood is a bunch of single family homes on nice, wooded lots. Everyone has a nice, well kept lawn in the front and most have a fence in the back. Its full of working class people and young families, a couple of old geezers, and me. This is not a neighborhood for sports cars. This is a neighborhood of minivans, SUVs, a few Buick Regals and my Jeep. The most daring car here is a 2010 Mustang, black, driven by an older lady across the street.

The woman next door to me drives a big white Lexus SUV and that thing is always in the shop. I had made the mistake of telling her one time that if she ever needed a ride to work while her car is being repaired, that she can call me any time. Of course, I thought it was going to be a one time repair for a few days. But it has turned out to be endless, ongoing repairs ever since she bought this lemon. I tell you what, after hearing all the problems she has had with that Lexus, I will never buy one of those fuckers.

Last night she called and told me that the Lexus has a bad transmission and that it will be in the shop this whole week. She was practically crying and of course I told her I would be happy to give her a ride to work and home again. So, this morning I had to leave the house about 20 minutes earlier than normal to give myself enough time to fetch her and go to her office, then backtrack in rush hour traffic to get to my office by 8:30. It was close, but I made it with 4 or 5 minutes to spare. Not that anyone watches the clock at my office, but I just hate to be late and take personal pride in being on time 99% of the time.

Home improvements, Legal, Life, Nature

My Neighbor is a Bitch

That old biddy who lives next door is a real pain in my ass lately. First of all, she has a lot of big trees in her back yard like everyone in this neighborhood and they keep falling during storms. She’s had 3 fall on her house and cause a lot of damage over the years, but she can’t afford to get them cut down. So she waits until they fall on her house and then the insurance company has to pay for the tree removal and the house repairs – after a $500 deductible. So she has already spent $1,500 on insurance deductibles and risked her life with having trees fall on her house – the back part that is her bedroom and bathroom.

So, she finally gets some redneck lowlife to come last week to cut down a couple of the trees that worry her the most. I have no idea what bargain rate she thought she was getting. This asshole cut down two of them and made a huge mess in MY backyard. The trees fell into my yard and now he is back there cutting on the fallen trees with a chain saw. So there is sawdust all over the yard, and when he backed his truck down to load it up with the wood, it got stuck in the mud and made huge ruts in my grass all over the back yard and the side yard. And when he left with that first load, he left three quarters of the huge logs in my yard and never came back to finish the job.

I finally went over to knock on her door and find out what the fuck is going on with her trees in my yard. She didn’t even answer the door. I know the bitch is home – I saw her drive up and park in the garage. MAYBE she was in the bathroom and couldn’t come to the door. But I think she saw it was me through the window and just didn’t want to talk to me about the problem.

Automobiles, Life, Local

Fuckers Egged My Car

Came out to my car this morning and found someone fucktards had thrown eggs on the car sometime during the night. I had parked on the street because my girl had got to the house before me and she was parked in the driveway. Looks like they got my neighbor’s car on the street, too.

Two of the eggs hit the windshield and one hit the drivers side window, side mirror and slid down the door. I got the garden hose and tried to wash it off, but dried egg is a fucking mess to try to clean off. I had to go inside and get some dish washing detergent and put that on the egg stains, let it set for a few minutes and then scrub the hell out of it with a kitchen sponge. Of course, all that scrubbing ruined the fucking wax job. I’m just glad it didn’t actually eat away any of the paint. I can take it to the car wash tomorrow and get the whole detailing package to fix the marred  wax.

Those little ghetto punks have crossed the line this time. we’ve been having trouble on my street for about 3 months now. I think it’s time some of us who live here get a little more aggressive about finding out who these punks are and putting a stop to their shit.

Home improvements, Legal, Life, News, Outdoors

Installed New Motion Sensor Lights

My neighbors have been all upset these past couple of weeks. Seems some kids or young adults with nothing better to do have been cruising our street at night and vandalizing cars, mailboxes and yards. So far none of them have been stupid enough to try to actually break into a house or spray paint one of the houses. But you can bet that if these fuckers are not caught and stopped at this level of of crime, that they will get bolder and start doing even more serious damage.

That’s the problem with criminals. People want to be merciful and give them – especially kids – a second chance. But that doesn’t work. You have to do something to get their attention and make them not want to do it again. Just putting the little fuckers on probation accomplishes nothing other than keeping courts busy and lawyers rich.

With all the shit going on around here, I decided to install new motion sensor lighting around my house. I put two lights at the front door, one at the back door, two over the garage and also one on each of the four corners of the house. They can come on by use of a switch in the hallway, or I can set them to only come on when something moves within 10-15 feet of the house. I went ahead and set them to be very sensitive to even small animals. I would rather have the lights come on a few times unnecessarily because of a raccoon or a fox, than to have them miss showing some ghetto thug cutting across my yard or trying to bust out a window.