ghettoblaster

Well it happened.... Got blocked in, had them towed. Waited. Angry knock at the door. Angry words. Threats. And someone has a sore hand, someone else got stitches. Really the funny thing is, if you were 120lbs soaking wet would you try to fight someone who is 230lbs? Little ghetto guy didn't fair well. Sure he has street credentials, lol, but I have years of working in a bar and the brawls that go with that, a bad temper, hand to hand combat training courtesy of the USMC, and 110lbs on this guy. It really made my day this morning to see him walking over from his new parking spot across the street, I even waved.
Other than that.... I was stood up for my Monday date. And I cancelled my plans with Jackie that day too, I just don't even feel like talking anymore. Bought Joseph a mess of school clothes for fall, he now has matching velor track suits just like the rappers on MTV. I actually think its pretty funny. I have a beard. Still havent finished moving. My room is the coldest in the house. Want to squeeze in one more last trip to the range before it gets too cold. Have to check the mount on my scope of my PSS, the zero is WAY off. Oh and I think I lost my glasses while in KY.