Local Haps

Spring has sprung, as has Yo Yo's crib. Seems she has a new rat pack of young men hanging out at her place this year. Same scenario, bunch of guys hanging out in her driveway, being loud & obnoxious, she's no where to be seen. Why would you go to a friend's house, stand outside for hours on end, while your friend just sits inside. Oh wait, I know, prime place to deal drugs, drink, and get laid.

Yo Yo has also decided to try her hand at raising yet another dog. A female pitbull named Haila, whom runs the streets. Today I noticed it's legs were all bloodied and mangled, I asked what had happened, and they told me it got hit by a car. Nice. At least this time they did take it to the vet. Idiots.

So today I'm at the stop sign in front of my house w/ my blinker on to notify other drivers/pedestrians of my plan to make a left hand turn. Yo Yo's thugs were just standing in the middle of the street where I wanted to turn, just standing there looking at me. So, I wait for a few seconds, moving slowly, thinking they will move. But they just stand there. So, I gun it and come about an inch from plowing through the six of them and they finally move. Then one yells, "you could have beeped your horn." I politely answered with, "Or you could not stand in the middle of the road and just look at me." I have no patience for this shit.

More local haps, I rolled by Dairy Delite and was crushed when I saw a sign that read, "Business for sale, see ad in newspaper." No more Dairy D, what will I do? Perhaps I'll buy it, quit my job/career, and become the local ice cream woman.

Gypsy has raised their prices due to the recession, as well as numerous other local businesses. A close friend had no idea there was even a recession going on, let alone why/what it means. I suppose ignorance is bliss.

I have been on a hosta rampage lately. These fuckers are all over my backyard and they are outrageously huge. Needless to say I dug up about five of them over this last week, divided them, replanted some, free-recycled the rest. I still have three or four more to go.

Work is nuts (no pun intended). I have reached a state of hypersomnia. All I want to do is sleep when I get home, and sleep more when my alarm notifies me that it's time to get up and do it all over again. Good thing the weather is breaking though, I fight the urge to sleep by going outside to do yard work. All the poluted oxygen does wonders for my mood. Amazing.

Peace out,
MJ