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11 years ago
Well, I'm back from my annual trip to CES. It varies a little bit every year, but its always the same: The crushing depression that comes with returning from a place like Las Vegas, and my clean hotel room (suite, actually), and returning to the hovel in which I currently find myself trapped. I know things are going to get better, but right now, things are really, really bad.
As seems tradition, just as I was winding up my last day at the the show, looking forward to maybe a better year, I get a phone call. Apparently my neighbors behind me have decided they don't like the way mom's cats are getting into their garden, so they are now threatening to stab us in the back by making my life just a little more difficult. They are now threatening my family with calling animal control if we can't keep the few that wander out onto their 5 ACRE yard.
So it seems I have another tall, ugly fence to erect since apparently they can't be trusted with any information about my yard, either. I have really come to HATE well off people. It seems they have nothing better to do than make folks they see as living beneath them suffer.
Well, I have ways to make them squirm, too. Time for some Tit for Tat.
Think I'll go over there and take a shit in the middle of her lettuce garden.
As seems tradition, just as I was winding up my last day at the the show, looking forward to maybe a better year, I get a phone call. Apparently my neighbors behind me have decided they don't like the way mom's cats are getting into their garden, so they are now threatening to stab us in the back by making my life just a little more difficult. They are now threatening my family with calling animal control if we can't keep the few that wander out onto their 5 ACRE yard.
So it seems I have another tall, ugly fence to erect since apparently they can't be trusted with any information about my yard, either. I have really come to HATE well off people. It seems they have nothing better to do than make folks they see as living beneath them suffer.
Well, I have ways to make them squirm, too. Time for some Tit for Tat.
Think I'll go over there and take a shit in the middle of her lettuce garden.
Its a fitting fate. Let them live a bit of MY daily experience. Welcome to the filthy side of the tracks, bitches! :)
The rest of our group thought that it may have been because the restaurant was remodeled, and was closed last year, but I think otherwise. Also, two of the previously used floors in the show were EMPTY.
The attendance, at least in the audio part of the show, was down at least by half from previous years.
I also fell in love with a really hot German love object- one that's going to set me back a few thousand dollars…