Weed Farmers Beware

Decided to post this since weed farming amongst my friends is the hot new seasonal work. Just don’t call him Smokey.

http://www.dispatch.com/live/content/national_world/stories/2008/09/05/bear_deputy.html?sid=101

Neighborhood news

So I was going to post about Bernies changing its beer selection: lots of fancy options, but no PBR on tap - it was traded for Natural. Really? Fucking Natural? But writing about the collegiatization of a world-class dive bar can wait.

Tonight one of my best friends got jumped behind my house. He was alone and doesn’t remember what happened, but he got his face busted bad. Probably by a pipe, chain or other weapon from someone hiding in the bushes. All his keys, credit cards, some cash and a letter got stolen.

Earlier this week I was thinking: The last year in this house has been pretty damn safe.

People who get preachy following a single, isolated event, while not in the same league as those who hide in the bushes and hit random passerbys in the face with a pipe, annoy me to no end. The rest of the world doesn’t want to (and shouldn’t have to put up with) your hyped-up emotional rant. Please don’t let your one personal moment make you so delusional that you think you can save me or persuade me to act differently.

It’s especially prevalent right during the prime of the election season, but it seems like nearly every day we have to hear about someone’s enlightenment or save the world idea that no one else cares about.

With that said, it took everything I had not to be write a post about campus safety and looking out for your friends. Anyways, be safe without limiting your fun. That’s as preachy as I can get.