Remember when I posted a buncha gibberish about the most awesome looking trailer ever in the history of the world that was in front of Transformers? I think I said something like:
Anyway, this is five minutes of the movie. Ignore that gibberish about contests and stuff, I don’t play no contest game.
Yo.
Word around the campfire is that the paper of choice up here, the Oak Ridge Observer, is about to abandon it’s current business model of giving away papers and subsiding off advertising and subscriptions in favor of a paid paper.
Its a ballsy move. The thing has some good word of mouth right now, but you never know if its that way because its a well written and managed independent paper, or because its a well written and managed independent free paper. That four letter f-word can bring a lot of goodwill.
Personally, doesn’t matter to me, because I subscribe to the thing anyway. I like the idea of it being around, and I figure it wouldn’t go paid like this unless the needful was there. I have a bad feeling about the move, simply because its going to completely throw a monkeywrench in the works as they’ve been standing for 4 years or whatever, but hell, who knows.
Personally, I’d much rather write a story about how they’re starting up an online edition so that when I link to local stuff, I can throw it their way…
AT’s cookin food
I’m gonna give this a try
We’ll see how it goes
Long week behind us
Retail at Christmas is nuts
Only fired one
Baked a yummy cake
Made carrots with marzipan
Got fingers stained green
Juicebox dressed fancy
Liked the girls in their dresses
Heartbreaker to come
G played the trombone
Wearing a Santa Claus hat
Holiday concert
Old house vandalized
Kids without supervision
Sad there’s no respect
Best night of the week
Saturday all to ourselves
Found the perfect tree
First tree in three years
At this house where we all live
Now it feels like home
At approximately noon today, three neighborhood children who have played with MastaG for years when we lived in the former Casatuma went into the backyard, threw a rock through a plate of my double plated back doors, put a ladder to the roof, deposited a broom and a step stool that were on the back porch up there, and flattened my garbage can with a bike.
Their ages are 9, 6, and 5.
When I got to the house to do my normal checking it out and fixing some problems thing, I noticed the glass, and went off. There was a pool of broken glass on the back porch, and a rock wedged between the standing inside plate and the broken outside one, with several rocks scattered around in the broken glass.
What bothered me more, tho, were the implications of these little bastards getting up on my roof, falling off, and breaking their stupid necks.
No, the door bothered me more. Stupid assed kids.
So, anyway, I was on the phone with the lady explaining the situation and about to call the local 5-0 when I walked around back again and found the dad of one of the kids, the 6 yr old, who I’ve always figured to be a good kid, with good parents, standing out there. He explained the situation to me. We walked over to one of the other kids house, the 5 yr old, and talked to his dad.
Apparently the kids were playing in his yard (across the street from mine), and after a while he realized they weren’t there. He heard them back behind my house, and heard the glass break, but when he got around back they scattered.
Anyway, he and the other dad are going to pay for the door. The mom of the kid I suspect of throwing the rock, however, has a history of never believing that her little delinquent angel commits transgressions to anybody but her. We’ve had issues before. I don’t expect much out of her.
I’d love to throw the police on this, but I don’t care for police, and I don’t see any reason to get these two dads in trouble when I don’t believe their kids did any more than watch this older kid break crap. Furthermore, their dads are PISSED, and I don’t see that the police would do much more good.
Still, the whole thing is bullshit. These kids that knew my kids for years, kids that I’ve fed, kids that I’ve had playing at my house, are breaking my damn back door for no other reason than that I’m not there. Little bastards.
Makes me want to get a tazer
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That reminds me… if you’re still looking for that perfect christmas gift, may I offer a small suggestion?