Well, this weekend was kind of busy, in my usual non-busy way. I made some more icons for my graphics community and for my friends. I also started looking for new blogs to follow. I’ll still be following the folks I had already followed, but I love finding new people to read. I fell and hit my head really hard, so I was in a bit more pain. Oh, and today, my mailbox apparently got bashed by someone.
I have a feeling it’s those kids that were hanging out in the yard, but the kid from across the street (who is also a friend of those kids) said that it was some woman in a van. Why would some woman in a van go down our street and hit our mailbox. Not to mention the fact that the mailbox is in kind of an awkward position for someone who was driving past. Well, if it is the juvenile delinquents, then they have moved from a municipal misdemeanor to a federal crime. (You can go to jail for up to three years and face a $250,000 fine for each act.)
I could make some comment about how “when I was a kid, kids knew better”, but 1.) that would make me sound old and 2.) it’s not true. There have always been kids who got in trouble, and saying that they knew better back then just glosses over the past. Since I am one of those people who believes that honesty is more important that false memories, I refuse to make up some idyllic story about the past.
I could blame it on the fact that so many of the recent purchases of homes have been to people who then rent them out. Renters aren’t always bad, but, from personal experience, I know that some can be the definition of wicked. There’s this tendency for them to disrespect the property of other people. And since I know that the kid across the street is a renter, it would be easy for me to jump to that conclusion. I don’t know if it would be the right conclusion, though, and I prefer not to make some condemnatory statement that turns out being wrong.
I can just say that I don’t understand why people do these kinds of things. I get TP-ing a yard when you’re in middle school (not high school because you should be learning to be better behaved), but I can honestly say I was always too afraid of doing even that because of the possibility of a vandalism charge. When you move up to something like destroying federal property? That kind of goes above and beyond the typical mischief making that people might feel compelled to do.




1. Someone drove into our mailbox this summer and smashed it to smithereens (I have no idea how to spell that). We didn’t even know it happened until our neighbor knocked on our door to tell us it was in pieces in the yard. We rigged it back together (poorly), and an hour later police showed up. Some nice person got the a-hole’s license plate and the police made him return tothe scene of the crime and pay for a new mailbox. victory.
2. I egged a car once,the girl was dating my ex-bf. I was in HS. He called me the next day to ask if I did it (I mean honestly, who else would, why would her car be chosen of all the cars in town…) and I vehemently denied it. We are now friends on facebook, both married to NOT the ex BF. I’d like to say I’ve matured out of it but I have a vengeful streak in me that is hard to shake…but I have NOT hurled eggs or TP at any homes since high school.
3. Just stumbled on your blog via 20SB…I really like your about me section. Endearing. I’ll follow…
Love your blog so far! I found you through 20 Something Bloggers and saw you were interested in reading new blogs – if you’d like, feel free to check mine out: http://risiknoodles.blogspot.com. Random musings and rants and the occassional attempt to be amusing.
Looking forward to reading more from you!
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