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Boarded Up Houses Are Beautiful

Friday, July 13, 2007


Since I'm from the suburbs, I have little experience with boarded up houses. When I moved to the city, I always felt sad when I saw them. I figured the people who used to live in them are sad, and the people living next to them must feel they are an eyesore.

Silly me. The day they boarded up that Meth dealer's house next to our office was a great day. I'm happy every time I look at it. No more shirtless drunks driving by. No more worries about their pit bull killing me as I get out of my car. No more Meth picnics in the woods out back.

Unfortunately, our crack heads are really persistent. They got a ladder and have moved back in -- coming and going from the top floor windows (not yet boarded). Since their Meth business is in Recession, they have also started scrapping the aluminum siding from the house. But now it's just entertaining to see how they're coping, really.

Anyway, don't feel sad next time you see a boarded up house. It is just a little scar left from a removed wart.

posted by Rocky
7:12 AM

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

My - aren't you getting cynical?

July 14, 2007 at 2:09 PM  
Blogger Rocky said...

You didn't know I was cynical? ;)

Yes, I suppose this post didn't contain much empathy for my downtrodden neighbor. After you see a guy:
- Beat a dog
- Evict an insane drug addict (who came to my door asking for money to "feed cats")
- And sponsor a shirtless fight between high customers . . .
Well, you get a little snippy.

After watching enough "episodes" through my second floor window, the people there no longer seem like real people, but characters on "Cops."

Shame on me; shame on them.

July 15, 2007 at 11:13 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Why then...do the cops think *I* am nuts for calling them??

::sigh::

July 16, 2007 at 7:03 AM  

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