Is it me....?

[striprman]

No, it's not you.

[Backbeach Jake]

Flap, i have to agree, it's not you. It's the system that makes sure that every no account low life crack smoking whore chasing drunken illegal immigrant larva get their due rights. Meanwhile the hardworking lawabiding taxpaying slob is left to fend for himself. 35 minutes to drop a donut and investigate tresspassers? BS! BTW threaten me in my driveway and die in my driveway. I'll sort it out later without you.

[Karl F]

Steve.. man, that sucks about your car.. I know you will stick to your guns, and get it straightened out.. friggin low lifes..
Falmouth PD.. read about them in the Stranded Times... 35 minutes.. ...
But, that type of activity has found its way to all of Olde Cape Scrod..

BU got a Football Team, Soccer Team?
My kid has been back at school since the 12th, Soccer Preseason.. they are already 4 games into regular season now, and classes don't start till Tuesday.. However.. The Football Team, and the Soccer Team, at Merrimack College, have to help the other students move into their rooms, carry all the stuff for them.. Nick has been assigned tomorrow.. he will get a wet arse.. the parents love it, he says..

[NIB]

U need to calm down Steve.
Blowing Ur stack probably does more damage to urself than anyone else.
If Ur neighborhood is a problem an it's givin u grief Move.
I know I make it sound simple but piece of mind is very underrated.
On the thing with the truck.Accidents happen all the time.They are called accidents for a reason.getting upset over it will have no effect on the outcome.u obviously don't feel any better after blowin Ur stack.Ur smarter than this.An the thing with the guns is even more not Ur style.Using one would mean killing somebody.No sane person is prepared for that.

[Raven]

if you are attacked ....threatoned with a weapon...or assaulted..then by all means defend yourself by any means....to the death...

but when you get extremely steamed by minor damage and almost blow a gasket... it has already done more harm internally to your own body
than you could ever imagine in the form of stress which causes your body to release adrenaline for one... to initiate the fight or flight response... naturally...but also there are bad hormones released from
over reacting that can shorten your life-span considerably which acomplishes the exact opposite of the good effects of what fishing does for you.

[JohnR]

A little bit - if you completely loose your cool you usually lose - just not worth it...

As for the damage up at BU, statistically speaking as a Massachusetts, New York, New Jersey, or CT resident you have a 1 in 4 chance of taking damage to a vehicle (car, truck, bike, skateboard, rollerblades) within a 5 mile radius of the centerpoint between Marsh Chapel and T's Pub on Labor Day weekend. So the good news is that you have fulfilled your obligatory vehicular damage required of all parents over the course of 4 years when dropping off their offspring on "Moving Day" (also refered to as UHaul Day, Budget Day, or Rent-A-Wreck day). This likelyhood increases to 1 in 3 if you are from any of the northern NE states or anywhere south or west of the previously mentioned 4 states. Odds also are 1 in 3 for any rented moving van NOT painted Yellow. Odds drop to 1 in 4 for all Yellow moving vans (unless you traveled beyond a 100 mile radius of Boston to find one available for rent - if so odds remain at 1 in 3).

Labor Day weekend, aptly renamed from Moving Day weekend at Boston University, was granted federal status when President Grover Cleveland could not access his Beacon Ave diggs due to the influx of students to the Boston U -v- Boston C vicinity. The soon-to-be former President stumbled (literally) into this idea after being asked to vacate the BC area upper crust prohibition dining facility Scary Anne's. As he struggled outside he was unable to avoid stepping in acres of Horse Poo from all of the Stallion-Drawn carts blocking the wide expanses of Brownstone in the circle that would posthumously be named after him. With frantic shouts around these carts of "Up Your's Goeth" and "Learn how to Trot, Buttocks Breath" , he knew there simply must be a better way.

He contemplated a solution in solitude over a frosty pint at Father's Too on Beacon as others adjacent to him were watching the sports ticker tape of the game from nearby Fenway with the Red Sox trying to fend off a miserable August.

He knew to call it "Labor Day". A day when the parents of 300,000 students would "Labor the Day Away" and would invade the City of Boston by any means of transportation available, to deposit their offspring, to the ground-zero city of academic achievment.

[gone fishin]

John --- Aptly put