Author: Maria

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I don’t like other people’s children

That’s a bit of a problem when you’re asked to work with them.

After having the taser denied, I requested a bazooka to launch water balloons, but the youth minister laughed and thought I was kidding. I caught 5 kids walking away from the “main event” tonight. Most likely they weren’t going to do anything evil and immoral. Probably, they were more interested in whatever self-absorbing teenaged-angst-driven foolishness they had going on than whatever the adults had planned for them.

Nevertheless, they weren’t getting past me tonight. Because I enjoy being a psychotic old bat.

Sacurritee! ! !

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That is not traffic

insanity...
insanity...

It is the long and winding road (not from the Beatles) that leads to the gas station in the distance.

This is the craziest, most panic-stricken city I’ve ever lived in. What is wrong with folks who will line up for hours for gas? Poor planning? Fear? Lack of common sense?

Look, there’s evidently not a shortage because the tankers keep coming in and refilling the stations, so it must be the anxiety that is causing people to fill up when they don’t need it, or when they’re down a quarter of a tank.

I’ve got an obnoxious commute, and pass a bunch of stations on the way to work. If one doesn’t have gas in the morning, it usually has gas in the afternoon. And that’s just inside the perimeter, and then just outside it. I’ll bet the prices would go down if people laid off the crazy behavior.

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