@juniebug, I have a 50 yo blue toilet that will be available by the end of the year… 
Seattle is called Rat City for a good reason… When the Kingdom was imploded, armies of rats came out of the rubble… Ewww.
My SIL hates roosters with a passion (kids own a house in the city). 
I love you, gouf. That job was better than starving or not paying the mortgage, but it was definitely not better than what I’m doing now. Because of my former boss, DH and I decided to sell the house we were living in at that time, downsize, and get rid of the mortgage. That has opened up a world of flexibility for DH and me, and I love what I’m doing right now.
Thanks for helping me see what really came out of the situation.
Back to discussing burning dog poop on someone’s front stoop!
I am a big believer in karma, however, (as I tell the girls), I tend not to be the karmic delivery device-I think life ends up punishing a lot of people who deserve it much better than I ever could. There are some people who seem to be karma-proof, though. The interesting thing about them is that the people who attempt to punish them seem to end up suffering themselves.
Karmic teflon…
We live in a very densely populated neighborhood. It would implode without a lot of very considerate people being very patient most of the time. The upside of this is that the neighborhood self-selects for patient, considerate people. The downside is that sometimes people pick the neighborhood for its looks, and then find out that being inconsiderate or impatient here brings them a lot of misery, and they sell.
^^That’s my brother-in-law and his wife. They’re two of the most bigoted, narrow-minded, materialistic, self-absorbed people I’ve ever met … But nothing touches them. Nothing! Not illness, depression ( which they consider"craziness"), financial problems, nothing! My boss used to tell me they’ get it in the next life but I seriously doubt it.
My ex-father-in-law is very old and very miserable. He has expressed unhappiness with his religion because, he says, look at all the bad things that have happened to him in his old age; obviously, he can’t count on a spiritual being to take care of him. My response (kept to myself so far) is, “Karma.”
Karmic Teflon is so perfect!!!
Dog poop in the mailbox of the doggy’s parents could probably end the problem pretty quickly.
I love this thread.
Well, I would like to borrow a chainsaw. My view is becoming gone #:-S New people so maybe this time
we will get to cut them down. A friend offered to poison them but I worry they will fall on kids as they die.
We went for a bike ride, and Mr. found a semi-dead garter snake, if anyone is interested… Makes a great neighbor present.
As kids, we sometimes left dead snakes under the garbage can lid. Not that the garbage men had gotten up our nose, but… just because.
Karma is getting what you deserve, as I understand it, in this life or the next.
My next door band promoter died, within a year of the neighborhood association sending him a cease and desist letter and warning of the financial consequences of not obeying. His daughter kept the black attire but added around 30 lbs to her weight. Her brother, after it became apparent he aspired to not much other than hanging around the house and attracting police attention, was carried on a one way trip out to Vegas where there was some family and a job was lined up for him.
Not that any of this made me feel like a winner but the music did stop and I felt free to move on. Might have been karma, my own, that encouraged me to buy a beautiful house with a big yard backing up on a good size thoroughfare. I was right that commuter and commercial traffic wasn’t enough of a drawback, but didn’t realize the number of motorcycles that traveled that route. Nor, that a lot of them weren’t muffled. Not muffled as in straight pipes for exhaust.
I later heard the son found his way back to Houston and home, so I guess it kind of evened out.
Yes, I think that my former father-in-law’s existence might be an illustration of karma. As long as I’ve known him, he’s been mean and selfish and done things to push his children away. Now he’s old and sick and mostly alone. I think his children would try to spend more time with him if he were a nicer person.
Major rat issue in Seattle?!?
[Doschicos visibly shudders then gets out pen and crosses Seattle off list of possible retirement locations.]
@doschicos, our roller derby team is called the Rat City Rollergirls.
My neighbors are not super friendly, but usually fine. Occasionally I find dog poop in my yard (I have no dogs). I can tell where it came from–once I got really annoyed and just threw it back into the dog owner’s yard. That neighbor moved recently, and the new family is dog free. Pretty happy about that. People who don’t pick up their dog poop, and those who let their dogs run off leash, drive me nuts. I can’t stand that “rules are for other people” attitude
One of my cousins–60 something grandma–hates cigarette smoke so much that, when a guy next to her lit up while waiting in an outdoor line, she just grabbed his cigarette, broke it, and threw it on the ground. And gave him a mini lecture on how he had no right to poison her air. (I could never do such a thing, but it is fun to imagine.)
Wish I had a plan for when some macho guy decides it’s time for cigars at a party. It’s just a way to end the party
because it clears the room so fast. Even if they smoke somewhere else it’s pretty antisocial. I simply hate it.
Wish I could be like that cousin and just grab them and stamp them out.
doing it the right way can backfire anyway…we called our neighbors to complain about their dogs barking all day saturday. later on, the gossiped that we had called the cops. But we were not the ones calling the police we called them directly like you are “supposed to”. oh well, i guess one way or another the dogs got shut up.
For dog poop in our yard, when it started happening every day ( a regular dog walk apparently) I just moved it to the center of the sidewalk so it would inconvenience the dogwalker. that gave the message loud and clear and then they picked it up, or pooped elsewhere, who knows.
neighbors, sheesh!
Our neighbors throw their cigarettes into the hedge and then their gardener blows them into our yard. For a while we solved the problem by hiring their gardeners to do our yard too. But they’ve got a new gardener. So now I throw all the cigarettes back over the hedge where they land all over their front walk. I’ve definitely gotten less cigarettes. But I really wish they’d stop smoking. I can smell it in our house even when all our windows are closed.
@morrismm Can you perhaps persuade your neighbors to put bells on the cats’ collars? It’ll seriously shrink their ability to get kills. Hurts no one. Costs about a quarter.
Also, try to deposit all the peanut shells atop the classic cars. Or a dead skunk.