Katerina Bee, I hope your feline brigade recover quickly.

GC, I don't even know what to say about your OB snafu. I wish many painful boils on the people who work at that office. And may the boils then get removed with rusty, flesh-eating bacteria infested chainsaws.

Say, if anyone has a spare foot for the kicking of ass available? Or maybe a burning need to write erudite angry letters?

I've got a great target in mind.

I've got a next door neighbor who hates me & DH. He likes to call management here at our MH park and complain about things we've got in the yard. He's been seen walking up my driveway, taking pictures of my gardening stuff. He parks his truck in the street in front of my house, peering into the yard, looking for fresh fodder for his bilious complaints.

Now Management has decreed that I am hereby forbidden to hang my laundry anywhere outside my home. I've been Saving Money with my solar dryer for two years now, and I have to stop because I live next door to a craxy person. It seems unfair, especially since I'm the target of harassment here. However, I reckon Management thinks that keeping me in line will make this problem go away. I'm probably easier to deal with than the guy who is mean enough to grab a walker away from a little old lady during an argument.

I don't know how I keep attracting the ire of people like this. I am not a troublemaker, I'm afraid of punishment.

I've had two horrible incidents since I've been a regular here, where I have had to sit politely and listen while someone powerful tells me how much they dislike me and my annoying personality. And this after much polite good behavior. That was not always easy to achieve in trying circumstances...

I wouldn't mind so much if I deserved some payback. If I'd been throwing things and screaming at people, stealing and hitting, I could understand. If I had a trashed automobile on my lawn, and had loud parties, okay.

Huhn. Suddenly I just wanted to vent somewhere that the folks were glad to see me when I showed up...

Katie, that guy's a butthead and you don't deserve that. Now I am wondering if a letter written by a local pro-Green congress-critter could shut those folks up. You have the right to dry laundry in the sun!

The right to dry your laundry has become controversial all over the place, lately. It's a damn shame. I'm sorry you're getting the wrong end of that, Katie.

Katie! There are others that are better with the smiting, but I'd be delighted to park one of my trashed autos and party loudly with you when you want to get kicked out. Also, very handy with the alibi if you need at any point in time.

Cashmere, my you are looking perky! Good drugs and quick recovery ~ma.

I'm home. Took a couple teen boys to Applebees. It was happy hour! Whee! Well, only 2 little glasses of wine because of the whole driving home thing. Teen boy chatter is less giggly than teen girl chatter, but entertaining. Also, they never heard totes before. They are also quite sure that their HS is way too hood to ever hear it.

So my plan for the evening includes working on the 76 episodes of recorded television from This Season that I haven't watched yet. Considering the hour, I might chop that down to 75.

I like your plan Laura.

and I do not get the laundry issue. Not that I love the look of laundry , but it is just clothing. and I have to hang some stuff, so why not outside. I have a faded garden gnome -- shall I drop him in your Neighbor's Yard, Katie?

Katie, TCG works in a job where he has to deal with complaints like that from crazy people often, and even he is amazed that someone would complain about laundry.

I had a clothes line for years, but don't at the moment. I miss my sheets and towels being line dried. Now that it isn't so hot out I should put a line up again.

This guy is a crank case without much to occupy him. I mean, one of his big complaints against us is that we have a mis-matched covering on a part of our MH skirting, which is propped shut with a couple of bricks. It was like that when we moved in. Now it's a heinous assault upon his sense of decency, even though my van is parked between it and him about 90% of the time.

At least I can provide reams and reams of data from Laundry Line dot Org, to support my case, but I think it's a tiresome waste of my time.

Okay, big Buffista Garbage Party at Katie's! We'll hurl beer bottles and shout about porn. It'll be mad fun! Then we'll enjoy the scent of some line-dried laundry and really piss him off.

Heh heh. Much more cheerful now. Thanks!! Type to you soon.

Bye Katie!